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the fisherman’s tale.

by mhk

your voice is a curse that i can never get rid of. it entices me, pulls me in until there is no more rope to be held and you have to throw me back out again just to reel me in once more so you can speak to me with your voice made of poison. i can never tell who’s worse. me. or you.
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22 / F
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Written by
mhk
22 / F
Published
Sep 3, 2018
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1m
Tags
#fisherman#tale#sad#siren#mermaid#poison#rope#net#luring#new
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