mardi 17 août 2010

I'm a fish walking on dry land.
A fish, stumbling and reaching for air.
'Fish who never liked the taste of water.

I'm a fish who never learned how to swim.
A fish who used fear as an excuse for never trying.
'Fish who doesn't believe in such places called home.

I'm a fish, the worst kind of all.
A fish that doesn't get caught, yet eats everything.
'Fish who flies the scene and leaves no proof behind.

I'm a fish cheating through each of its scales.
A fish who doesn't care and never will, except for air.
'Fish who likes to play dress up, pretend, fake and make believe.

I'm a fish.
A fish in a dress.
'Fish with two or three sorrows running down its spine.

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