Bottles upon bottles. Simple bottles. Elaborate fancy ones. Small squat ones. Tall, elegant bottles. Bottles upon bottles, lining the wall. Some empty, some not. Rows and rows of bottles filled the wall.
They all had different things in them. Small dried, perfectly preserved flowers. A green liquid that bubbled and blistered. A single match, burnt out. A tube of yellow paint. A piece of glass, blood splattered across it. A wedding ring, bent and twisted.
A bottle of pills, spilling from the cap. One labeled as Vodka. Another with a skull and crossbones on it and a government warning. A coiled rope. Ashes. Water with a greenish tint. A yellow sunflower.
Bottles upon bottles. Filling the rows and lining the walls. Bottles upon bottles. Occupying the room.
Occupying my mind
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