a bottle.
her heart.
they have something in common.
a bottle cages something inside,
holds it.
her heart cages the pain,
the sadness, the ink.
ink of black lies, betrayal,
regret, the overwhelming thoughts.
it bottles everything and anything,
until...
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she is like an ocean. her words aren't as deep, as the knife she slashed through your skin. her eyes aren't blue as an ocean. they're rather brown. a shade of burning wood. umber-hued and fierce. she is like an ocean, dangerous, mysterious. — luce.
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