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.
Ohhh, you haven't touched your Video or the cassette mama ! the visitor kneels beside the elderly lady. She's looking at the trees...
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