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Like a Bottle

once upon a time there was a gorilla,
much like me,
he was wild, longing and free.

he didn't cut his wrists though,
and he didn't barf up his food,
though his mommy wasn't there,
it was for the greater good.

save me from the bats and eveil,
this is what it'll do,
no i'm new,
not old,
silver,
not gold.

there was a tree that resembled a bottle;
slim and sharp.

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  • nobodys-girl
    December 26, 2008

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    this is really odd...lol but i honestly mean that in a good way. i like the second paragraph alot, as disturbing as it is. thank you so much for entering my contest and best of luck!