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Poetry

a collection of poems made originally from me and from the inspiration of other writers:)

the cup

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by kumisarchives

by kumisarchives

It's safe to say,
That I am happier now.
But then I get lost in my thoughts
And sadly I don't know how.

That's where you pop up.
That's where I sit down and stare at my cup.

A cup that is empty.
A cup half full.
A cup that I wish was full of Red Bull.

But no it is filled with you.
And filled with the memories,
The things we did too.

But I want it to go.
I don't want to accept.
The fact that you went off
Or the fact that you left.

-carmella.