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The
Bottle
Anita Agrawal
Hurt has made me stronger,
Disappointment - my fuel.
Strive to acheive excellence,
Never knowing when to quit
Cry for help to my lonliness,
Just to awake the one within.
Wishing to break this glass
Wallowing in my silence
I reach out,
It pulls me in
Hush it says;
"Let me take you to higher ground"
