How Empty Should I Feel

My glass of soul is empty
you drank it all away
my thirst for life has been quenched
maybe this dog has had its day.

My glass of misery is now full
you poured your misery onto me
my soul and life have diminished,
Emptiness has now filled my glass, so misery means nothing to me.

by Vee Bee

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