If a piece of my - was given for everything - did or said,
I would have been nothing more than a soul wandering through the lands.
Hypocrisy at it's finest.
Fishing for - said - .
Fishing for - was indeed to be.
A bait it was,
Tied to a line.
Despite knowing what - could have been.
I tugged at it.
Harder and harder.
Faster and faster.
Nothing.
After a very long time.
It pulled - out.
Out into the open.
Everything could finally be seen.
Eyes once closed,
Now open.
I will never know why I did it.
- ?
It certainly killed the cat didn't it?
Copyright © 2007.
Written by Emmanuel Joseph Victor (2007).
All Rights Reserved.
I would have been nothing more than a soul wandering through the lands.
Hypocrisy at it's finest.
Fishing for - said - .
Fishing for - was indeed to be.
A bait it was,
Tied to a line.
Despite knowing what - could have been.
I tugged at it.
Harder and harder.
Faster and faster.
Nothing.
After a very long time.
It pulled - out.
Out into the open.
Everything could finally be seen.
Eyes once closed,
Now open.
I will never know why I did it.
- ?
It certainly killed the cat didn't it?
Copyright © 2007.
Written by Emmanuel Joseph Victor (2007).
All Rights Reserved.
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