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by AlexisSCREAM 0 reviews

For empty bottles on boats and boats in bottles.

Category: Poetry - Rating: PG-13 - Genres: Angst - Published: 2013-02-13 - Updated: 2013-02-13 - 117 words - Complete

The whispers follow, chasing, stalking,
Under hearts, forever changing,
Buried under slabs of stone,
Where broken hearts still dream of home.

For empty bottles on boats and boats in bottles,
Screams of dreams and words unspoken,
Held by the noose of blackmailed souls,
Frozen hearts scattered across hot coals.

A stream of tears from the Rhine to the Rhone,
An icy stare takes you to where I am thrown,
Whipped and beaten but still you stare down,
My oxygen is distracted when you’re around.

When nothing was nothing, there were understanding sighs,
But something was nothing once upon a time,
Now everything is nothing, disappeared long ago,
Yet, through dewdrops and raindrops and teardrops, we roam.
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