Fish them out…
Fish them out of the water
Leave them in the gutter
Not a pretty picture
But life is anything but
A lifeless journey
Without a way to swim
Unless the killing stops
Unless the hatred stops
Unless we’re given a chance
to use our own hands to create
The Big Fish
Never getting caught
is the name of the game
Played multiple times
Losses are cut
Lives are lost
Loves come and go
But the top is sweet
Though the heart sours
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