Like a cup

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I'm like a cup
Not because I'm empty
But because I lose everything I get
because i get filled just to be emptied
Sometimes slowly and painfully
Sometimes fast without hesitation
But one day this cup will fall to the ground
And break
Not because it wants to but because it can't hold to this pain anymore
the constant pain there is surrounding it
The pain there will never stop until it's death

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