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I am Fish
I am raw like fish
Kill my heart to feel your best
Have me on the table
Be my guest
This is your wish
This is your wish?
And I, so foolish
Being dinner
Being fish
Am raw now
From your lies
Attracting flies you tie
Trapped to the hooks on your lines
Tied to your string
This is your wish
This is your wish?
And it's OK to eat me
I don't have any feel...
Tuesday 13th March 2018 2:30 pm
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