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ZutaraDragon's story's, poems, & pictures Broken Bottles
zutaradragon posted on Aug 30, 2010 at 09:38PM
The cellar is quite, cool, dry.
The pain inside, the hate and anger, all hidden From mortal eyes they are forbidden Locked away in a big gray room Kept under lock and key Hidden away... Untill this day The floor shakes The earth quakes The bottles fall, The glass brakes Broken bottles, empty Shattered all around me The hate, pain, and the anger flood the room And i'm right in the middle Then the bottles Oh, the busted, broken bottles They will refill and be replaced With more and more...and more More hate, pain...more anger and rage Waiting...Waiting for the next big quake. |
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