I consistantly try to swim upstream.
She doesn't understand what I'm fin' to do.
Sometimes my reign drops.
Water falls.
It's bothersome being the good catch.
I'm the great catch that gets thrown back.
Left to swim upstream AGAIN because...
I may be...
Too much.
I don't like being let off the hook that easily.
Especially when a piece of me remains.
Something fishy about it if you ask me.
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