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Oct 2021
“In My Cup”

Thursday
The worst way
Can’t sleep
Can’t eat
I’m spun
Stuck in my cup

Monday
“Sick pay”
A coin shy
Sleep all day
Throw up
Stuck in my cup

Wednesday
Ends late
My liquid illusion
Mends pain
I’m numbed
Stuck in my cup

Tuesday
You say
“Climb out”
“Come down”
“You’re starting to rust”
Stuck in your cup

Friday…
Saturday…
Sunday…
Crushed
Strung
Stuck in my cup
Written by
Reformedandrecovered  Fremont, CA
(Fremont, CA)   
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