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Nov 2019
With you
I was a human glass
Half full
Half empty
Half of perfections
And another of flaws
You used to always dip your fingers
In my full, watery, perfect half
And play
Spilling it here and there
Till I had nothing but a very little muddy water in the bottom
You decided to water your plants by
And put the empty glass next to many others.
I lost myself for you
Written by
   Chandra S
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