Cup of Sorrow
By Jewel
a cup of sorrow poured out in vain a sip for the future a sip for the pain picked ripe from the vine treated with such care a sip for the love a sip for the fear drowning from the chalice not to feel this dying heart a sip as she shatters a sip as she parts... Written March 5th, 2000 © on Oct 25 2001 11:23 AM PST 0 • 8
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"a cup of sorrow..."