Bottles

by Amanda Brown   Jul 18, 2006


There's no answer at the bottom of this bottle
the second holds no clues
without your loving arms around me
i start to feel the blues

maybe the next one will hold the answer
or the one after that
they can tell me why its over
can i get the facts?

Is it possible the bottles aren't helping
are the blurring my thoughts
think I'm over-reacting thinking it over to much
putting my head in knots

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