Gold Fish

You fluttered down from the sky
you perched upon my hand
Your glossy shell was grand
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Oh how I hate them
I wish I could throw them all away,
Start again, a new day
Long hours spent, no more
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A lone wolf howls its last
The wind whips through the highrising rocks

The storm is coming
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I lied today

Nail through your hand
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I love my bell,
I hung it on my door.

It jingles when ever I open it,
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