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[vmkladylazarus]

She won't see it
Coming out
When she caught that rainbow trout
Forced its head down to the flank
Pushed its eyelids up against its brain
Sweet babe, don't cry

As the body shook with pain
It was thrown again and again
Up against the fishing rod

Covered in above its mouth
Stolen insects
Will and fade
It absolved the sin for what it stayed

Should have looked down
Blue and white
Crush its head beneath a carving knife
Sweet babe, dont cry.