Bottled
Fear and loneliness within a vessel,
Deep ruby red,
Paced upon the window ledge
Sun rays passing through dark green glass
Take the stopper out,
A shout comes out.
Sun's shine begins to gleam,
Out pours one long scream.
Everyone has at least one moment in the sun. Iaso was enjoying one of hers sitting outside on a hot afternoon during a particularly warm ...
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