want to kill it, but can't. it would like the attention. evil
it takes my thoughts and twists them
it takes the memories and scrambles them
until no originality is left
run away or fight
fight it with light
see it melt from blue to green
trapped in a cage for all to see
until it burns away
and tries to come back to me
and bug me
for another day stressed
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