1/3/17

I am a glass bottle

hald full with the waters of desires and thoughts that are not my own

half full with beautiful nothing,

you can see through me

but I will always obscure the view you see.

Drop me, and I will explode

my piece will shatter,

it will be glorious and tragic

to watch me

fall

apart.

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