fish fish
make a wish
wet and dry
its not my fault you cant decide
you laugh about it
snare about how nasty you feel?
like a cat
devious for the feel
the one that came up and said to me let me feel
but you brought fire upon the evaporating gas
so we laughed
voices from your head
dont worry no big deal
i lost my position in the number line
to lose my way of survival
incoming no longer
now people laugh like they understand science
they know of jokes about their own mothers and lack of fathers
laugh out loud because its cool
when your swing reaches the pinnacle
your days will be numbered by the loss of conscious
time wont exist
will not matter
where you know about it all and slowly watch your self degrade
ill be fine
knowing
i was wronged
but its better to know
your long gone
lies from a fish
even fish die in water
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