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There's a bottle I have,
A bottle deep inside of me.
It's filled with anger, and sorrow, hurt, and pain.
But with it is kindness and happiness, joy and love.

When there's no one to express the pain to,
I put them into the bottle,
The only thing that has been there for me,
That's the only thing I can do.

After years, the bottle took everything,
There is nothing but numbness.
What has the bottle turned me into?
A monster? A freak?
What has this thing done to me?

It forced me to cut,
To make me remember I'm human.
I wanted to feel the pain to make sure I wasn't dreaming.
And I wanted to see the blood to make sure I was in reality.

Who will break this bottle I have,
The bottle so deep inside,
The bottle that made like this,
And made me want to hide?


The only thing that was there for me,
Has once again turned me into a monster.
Was the bottle really a friend,
Or did it just want to be there in the end?

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