June 25, 2011
In a body of vibrant scales,
sits a creature in vibes of wails.
It goes around in search of its desire,
digging into it, a burning fire.
Swimming around, wanting escape,
is a colorful figure, full of hate.
Its only wish, to be free,
is one thing that cannot be.
In a bowl is where it will stay,
for to come, everyday.

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