Broken Glass Bottle

You held my soul closely by your side in a glass bottle.

As you walked down the ocean shore, the wind is having his moments and the sea her tantrums, you threw the glass bottle in the rapid embraces of the sea.
Inside this glass bottle, there’s this beautiful flower growing and no one can see its beauty because even though it’s getting light and water, it’s being suffocated in this glass bottle.

This is me: a flower in a broken glass bottle.

Shattered in the embraces of sea.

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