silence hears your wish
the tightness of this moment
is capture to the fish
the moment that he's hooked
is when he knows somethings amiss
but when the air and sunlight hit
his muscles start to twitch
Let me go back...
Into the darkness
into the black
back to the coldness
and the muddy brack.
it's safer there
there's no light to shine
on my scales and
the noises aren't pitched so high
i can hide, I can slither
mud on my belly
and feel the cool comfort
ouch, you throw me around so carelessly.
it's over now
the deed is done
one moves on with the day
and the other becomes none.
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