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Bottles

It was just another bottle
Another pain to keep inside
A simple hurt too hard to bear
That she chose once more to hide

It was just another bottle
To collect dust on her shelf
Never to be seen, by anyone
Only revisited by herself

It was just another bottle
That gathered all her tears
A symbol of silent sacrifice
That she had given over the years

It was just another bottle
That her heart filled that day
Until she forced herself to form a smile
To make all her bottles fade away

~THE FLOWING PEN~
8-28-06





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Bottles