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Blue Bottle

"Pretty blue bottle."
I whisper softly tracing my fingers
Over the whipped cream label
"Pretty, clear bottle."
I smile faintly as I wrap my hand
Slowly around the neck
I close my eyes as the
Liquid vanilla flavored fire
As my eyes were closed
I felt him run his fingers
Through my hair softly
I open my eyes but gone
Gone, a ghost of a memory
I quietly put the bottle on the stand
"Pretty blue bottle."
I mumble into the pillow
Falling into a drunk slumber
Written by BlueBeastGirl (Beasty)
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