Divorced Bottle

An empty bottle
Parked on the cracked tiled floor
Yearns
Cries
“Frill me with zeal”

Rubbles in sight
Once a home
of words and phrases
With graffiti on the walls

“Lashing love”
“Demonizing dread ”

Like the plaster of paris

Exhausts it’s sheen
Why the words
Don’t skin off
It’s sting
©jeyforyou

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