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Bottled Love
She gives love from the bottle
 Dripping dripping, slowly dripping
 Upon me
 I want her love 
 Poured all over me
 I yearn to guzzle it down 
 And drown in it
 But she just lets love 
 Drip
 Drip, slowly drip 
 Upon me
 
 I'm a withering flower
 I suck each drop in
 With pathetic speed
 Deep into my roots 
 It spreads throughout me
 Momentarily
 Then my spilt-secound relief 
 It's gone
 
 She gives love from the bottle
 Dripping dripping, slowly dripping
 Until I'm a shriveled dry mess
 Burried in the hot orange sand of a desert
 With the sun pounding down on my back
 Blistering, burning until im just
 A pile of black ash
 
 I cry so hard my throat is dry
 I am so parched
 I beg for more from the bottle
 Yet she still gives love sparingly
 Teasing me with one drop
 Liquid love flows through my veins 
 Giving me hope
 Just enough for survival
 
 
 I want to swim in an abundance of love
 Oceans and oceans of love
 I give in to her
 Now there is nothing
 Under her blazing sun,
 But dry cracked sand
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