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Cracks Are Meant To Be Filled With Gold
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Love Hand crafted
with the most delicate love
years upon years
spent creating this mug
unique in every way
painted with intricacy
stored upon a shelf
labeled "personal wealth"
and every day
for year after year
a dose of love was poured within
banishing space for fear.
A cup half-full
soon filled to the brim
beautiful as ever
full with the love of those kin
then placed on a pan
with a pillar holding memories
on the other hand.
And little by little
the memories motives became astray
as the cup started to pour below
keeping balance between the trays
dripping and spilling
this mug so unique
stained with residuals
draining like the memories
outweighing the possible probability
of space for fear
the end of all doses seeming near.
Crippling, a slow painful decay
the cup shattering it'self
to rise above
and level the pan
in the other hand.
Bits and pieces
falling upon the floor
a cup filling itself
until itself was no more
and the memories
outweighed
all that was left
of that mug
shattered
on the floor.
