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I hid them, Buried them, Bottled them. I kept them from showing, Wore a mask to cover them, Made them unnoticeable. They would build And the bottle would pop And they’d pour out. I could control them, Back into the bottle Until the top blew again. But you urged me, Told me to break the bottle, Keep them from building. I shattered the bottle, Now they roam free And they’re hard to control. The bottle, Un-repairable, Can’t be used. I can’t hide them, Bury them, Bottle them. These tears would fall, Not on my face, like now, But into the bottle. My screams, None could hear, For those were bottled. Tears, Screams, Emotions…. All were bottled Until the bottle broke When you took my hand.
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Sep 13, 2011
Sep 13, 2011 at 9:39 PM UTC
Bottle
I hid them, Buried them, Bottled them. I kept them from showing, Wore a mask to cover them, Made them unnoticeable. They would build And the bottle would pop And they’d pour out. I could control them, Back into the bottle Until the top blew again. But you urged me, Told me to break the bottle, Keep them from building. I shattered the bottle, Now they roam free And they’re hard to control. The bottle, Un-repairable, Can’t be used. I can’t hide them, Bury them, Bottle them. These tears would fall, Not on my face, like now, But into the bottle. My screams, None could hear, For those were bottled. Tears, Screams, Emotions…. All were bottled Until the bottle broke When you took my hand.
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victoria-ashley-keeling
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Sep 13, 2011
Sep 13, 2011 at 9:39 PM UTC
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