Bottles

A bottle in one, a bottle in all
Listen closely, hear them fall
Crack ,shatter ,simply divide
Some empty, others full
Fill with anything one desire
Some bend and warp of plastic
Others hard and adaptable of glass
Subtle filling of warmth
But so easly turn cold
This versatile inner mass

Bottleing in, bottleing out
An involuntary action that speaks for itself
Begging your energy to fulfill and adore
They are one in all
Not all the same
Having the same goal
Hope to be claimed
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Posted: Nov 2012

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Odette67
I remember when bottles were always glass..when I was a young girl we didn't have much money so I would go round the neighbours and ask if they had any empty bottles to take back to the store because we got money for them. thumbs up purple heart
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