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The Bottle
There is no one here but me
Wallowing in this sea of self pity
I HAVE TO STOP!
But where do I begin?
All I've ever known was the life of SIN
Why don't I just disappear?
Or just give into all the fear...
They push and pull
I'm caught in the storm
Between the force of love 'n hate
A plastic smile
Slowly smeared on my face
I get through the day
Wishin' I was dead
But who knew, who cared
To any of the words I said
Here they are...
And there they go
But who am I to ever know
Still lying
Still dying
With a plastic smile on my face
The plastic will just erase
What I had felt inside
Who would know that I could hide
And hide it well...
SNAP.
The top of the bottle has broke
