SWIMMING HORSES


Falling in your, falling in your arms 
Fish on a line, learns to live on dry land 
Thrown back again to drown 
Kinder with poison 
Than pushed down a well
Or a face burnt to hell 
Feel the cruel stones breaking her bones 
Dead before born 
Words fall in ruins
But no sound 
She's dying of your shame
She maimed by your paw 

 He gives birth to swimming horses 

Fish on a line, walking on dry land 
But, back in the water to drown we drown 
Floating in sky 

 He gives birth to swimming horses 

Take a ride on the tide with the assassin at your side 
The weightlessness under water -- forgets in slow motion 
& washes pointless tortures 

 He gives birth to swimming horses 

Floating in sky like fishes can fly through your arms 

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