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May 2019
I crave affection
and love
and tenderness
and understanding
and friendship
and compassion

A cup that once ran over
now is empty
and no matter how hard
I fight to replenish it
the fighting depletes the cup
and it chips and breaks
bringing it closer
to not being able to hold anything at all.
heavy heart, empty cup, futile attempts
Written by
DancingEntWrites  24/F/WI
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