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The Mackerel [Mar. 20th, 2013|11:17 am]
I don't see the net that catches me.
I am raised from the depths below many of my friends and families bodies rupture from the inside out.
These ugly two legged beasts look at us and speak gibberish.

They see we caught in their nets, they through us back to the sea.

Their we that are left living often shell shocked out of existence.

We look below and a massacre awaits.

We can't handle the stress, and our gentle scales are torn by those nets we did not see.

The salt from the water takes our lives.

Will there be enough of us left to spawn again?