The look on a little girl's face
forces me to reevaluate what I've said.
You know they're listening.
You know they're watching.
Like slugs they leave a ungrateful slime
Over everything that interests them.
Now I'm covered in slime,
and they dont want me any more.
I don't feel traped anymore.
I feel crusted in a castle of their snot.
They dont realize they're like allergies.
Just here at an inconvienient time.
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