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Broken Bottles.

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I walk
But collapse on the floor out of misery
i sit up, under the star lit night, i relax
I take a puff,
i take a sip,
I take a puff, i take a sip
This motion continues like the gears inside an old clock like my grandfather left me, telling time, back and forth never quite in the middle to the swing of the pendulum i swing my life.
i take a puff and a sip but the cold glass bottle is empty so i throw it in the distance, as i watch it break, i open a new bottle and i take a sip.
and a puff
"God i miss her"
i take a puff
I take a sip
A tear escapes my eye, as i rest my head on the cold parking-lot that caught me
i close my eyes so i can feel it run down my face, down my neck stopping at my collar bone
i open my eyes
i see a dark figure in the distance walking its way towards me
i close my eyes in fear
i feel cold tender hands cuddling my face, then lifting up my torso
wrapping its arms around me
i can feel it moving closer towards my neck and closer to my ear
as she whispers
"I love you..."
quickly she lets go of her glass like arms, and smoke like hair as it brushes over my face
letting go.
I open my eyes
I wake up and stare at the floor just to realize it was just a dream, realize it was just insane, realise it was just my pain
that's when the suffering started
from my eyes the sorrow starts to fall on the ashes laying on the ground making some of them leave with the wind as they fall and on the shattered glass bottles next to me
i sit up
tilt my head up so it rests on the cold bark of the tree behind me as more tears start to roll down my face.
i look up at the stars
and the moon
and whisper
"I love you too"
i take a puff,
i take a sip...
I just wrote this right now, sorry if i suck at writing, but i try my best so if you even take the time to look at this it will mean a-lot to me.
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