Fish

The truth is whatever we tell ourselves.

So, I let my mind write out the words that I feel,

until you fade away into the sea with all the other fish that I took off my hook;

the hook that lured you into the wading chaos of my soul,

my soul that was just waiting so patiently to consume you.

Swim away, my dear.

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