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𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡?
Hooked
Yanked
Tossed back, unwanted.
Hearts are watery creatures, too.
Hooked
Yanked
Tossed back, unwanted.
Ooooh…
But the fisherman is ~𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕕~
Holes made by hooks
Eventually heal
(So he says.)
Wait…don’t they?
It’s just sport
(He continues)
Inevitable
And Hooks?
Why, they’ve never
pierced the fisherman.
See? (His cheek.)
See? (His heart.)
Should someone tell him?
Before he hooks another?
He must not know:
Even the cleanest scars ache.