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My Glass

The bottom of my glass
Contains nothing
But discarded hopes
Thrown away dreams
As this bitter liquid
Softens my mind
And like a rock
Dropped in soft mud
I come to the realization
I can not dig any further
Not past this steal door
And I am utterly alone

Author notes

idk..
Written June 16th, 2006

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