Like An Empty Cup
LIKE AN EMPTY CUP
Like an empty cup,
Swallows everything.
Whether a dirty teardrop,
Or a blissful feeling.
Like an empty cup,
Open to everything.
It doesn’t stop,
Patiently waiting.
Like an empty cup,
Stores everything.
From faded scraps,
To colorful endings.
Like an empty cup,
Limitations for everything.
Excess flows from the top,
Once filled, no space for anything.
Copyright © Emer Capate | Year Posted 2014
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