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Bottle of Memories

Short story By: Aaliyaah

many mamories i get lost

Submitted:Aug 9, 2011    Reads: 32    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   

I lie on the floor and around me are hundreds and thousands pictures and memories whit us on a large rug and a bottle that start become empty as a cloud passing cold and full of thunder and lightning.
Tried to get drunk in the memories and the smell of brandy that is letting me dizzy harder and i start to cry a river of tears.
I feel like my face is becoming dry and the cheeks are burning, you know ... are burning from tears of longing and pain.
Burn after you and after the nights that i am spending whit out sleeping and full of heavy tears that have cracked my face.
And that heavy tears that is burning day and night my face will just disappear in your presence.



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