"fill your cup"
fill your cup, drink it slow
tip it back, let it flow,
sit,
and wallow,
in your throat
taste the emptiness
the self-righteousness
what should be your own contempt
grip your glass, i know it's hard
you can't stand the taste
it's bitter-sweet that you resent
unfortunate what it represents
bring forth the end of so many things
i took down the walls you kept me in
who knew opening up would be a sin
now it's over, the cup's bone dry
take from it, whatever you like
this is the end and it feels right
i refuse to regret
all my honesty has put me through..
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