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Blues Ballad

Fill the sink, drain the cup.

By Soft DuckiePublished 7 years ago 1 min read
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I don't know where this is going, but I know where I've been.

I don't know what you are thinking, but I know where I've been.

I try looking on the outside, because I can't see within.

Beaten down, beaten up,

Beaten down, eaten up

Fill the sink, drain the cup.

Is time really calling out for us, or am I just holding on?

Are you really holding on to us, or am I just holding on?

Sometimes when you are near me you are already gone.

Things keep on getting bigger when should be getting small.

Things keep on adding up, my dear-when they should be getting small.

I thought I'd seen the last of it, I'd had so far to fall.

You say I'll be the one to leave, you say you love me still.

Your affection is so hard to find, you say you love me still.

Is it truly being burned or is it your free will?

Beaten down, beaten up,

Beaten down, eaten up

Fill the sink, drain the cup.

I just can't seem to shake the feeling I've reached another bind.

I just can't seem to shake the feeling I've found all I can find.

You say I've gotten stronger, I'll try to keep that in mind.

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About the Creator

Soft Duckie

Poet and artist living with my two dogs in Arizona. You can find my work on https://www.redbubble.com/people/fisheisley?asc=u.

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