The fish tossed itself in my hand. I moved expecting it to swim out.
It didn't.
It stayed.
I don't understand why it stayed. I checked if it was for me to eat.
It didn't budge when I bit into it. I won't be starving any time soon.
-Vinnie
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Book of Flesh & Blood
شِعرIt's just a collection of my poetry. I hope you guys enjoy it. I mainly write in metaphor so you can make your own meaning of my writing. some parts have gore or sensitive topics. please be careful. Have a lovely day. make sure to take care of yours...
