The Kind of Sadness You Can Only See through a Bottle’s Mouth

my eyes tired with hurt

 

observe

 

she a falling star with a sky catching

 

a bottle gawking

 

to cover the distance

 

 

such beautiful armor

 

girl

 

better on the ground

 

I was never that interesting

 

never caught those eyes

 

 

not like a bottle

 

catches light

 

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