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13 bottles sitting on the wall
Suddenly there are twelve
But I didn’t hear the first one fall

12 bottles sitting straight
Now there are 11
The twelfth exploding in seething hate

11 bottles sitting in a row
Unperturbed by the passing of time
They sit patiently, their colour fading but they’re dreaming of a time long ago

11 bottles sitting, suspended in time
Out of nowhere another one falls.
Now only ten more until you can be mine

10 bottles bargaining for a space
If only I had cherished them better
They would be in some other, less loveless place

9 bottles sitting sadly, they’re all alone
They don’t know where the tenth went
I listen in hollow emptiness as they wail and drone

8 bottles sitting, pensively they ponder
Unmoved by the whistling winds
Mentally they toss, they turn and they wonder

8 bottles framed in thought
Someone wakes me, tries to shake me
The eighth tumbles, it cannot be caught

7 bottles sitting tiredly
I waste my time with words
In vain hope of an end I fail to foresee

6 bottles sitting steady,
I feel too light
The wait suddenly too short - I am unready

5 bottles bitter in the breeze
Panicked I collect the shredded shattered shards
I try to reassemble the pieces but they cut raw my bloody hands and knees.

4 bottles, deep breath
A silent prayer written on the wind
As I hope, I pray, I beg for death. 

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1 final bottle sitting silently staring impatiently at the clock
Its hands stuck firmly at 13:00, unmoving
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock. 

Tick

Tock.

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