So many bottled-up emotions yet I couldn't open them out. I tried a bottle opener, but instead of the cap, I wounded the rim of the bottle. Now the bottle is swelling with pools of blood, instead of the words I had to say.
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Raindrops | Poetry
PoetrySitting under the rain, hoping to drown in things other than my thoughts. [ collection of poems, musings and more ] Also read 'Mixtape', under my profile. Cover by Simran, @SweetSimu #itsnotaphase Highest Ranking: #9 in POETRY as of 27/04/2018 (when...
