I am untouchable, right?
You don't want to touch me
Be near me
I'm so ugly
An outcast, I gripe
Sparkles of dust
Flying aimlessly
Towards the void
I disgust, don't I?
An abomination in flesh
A ***** -inducing nauseating pile of thrash
I'm nothing to you
You are nothing to me
So you fear I'll give you the disease
Honey, there's no disease worse than the one that is rotting your brain
To you
I'm dispensable
An object
A slave
So you won't touch me
But you want me clean your dirt, your shame, your filth
For they would make your hands *****
My hands, what hands?
I'm subhuman ****** right!
They don't matter
Nothing matters
So you won't touch me?
That's fine
I DON'T WANT TO BE TOUCHED BY YOU
NOT IN A MILLION YEARS
YOU DISGUST ME
Jan 20, 2021
Jan 20, 2021 at 7:44 AM UTC
I am untouchable, right?
You don't want to touch me
Be near me
I'm so ugly
An outcast, I gripe
Sparkles of dust
Flying aimlessly
Towards the void
I disgust, don't I?
An abomination in flesh
A ***** -inducing nauseating pile of thrash
I'm nothing to you
You are nothing to me
So you fear I'll give you the disease
Honey, there's no disease worse than the one that is rotting your brain
To you
I'm dispensable
An object
A slave
So you won't touch me
But you want me clean your dirt, your shame, your filth
For they would make your hands *****
My hands, what hands?
I'm subhuman ****** right!
They don't matter
Nothing matters
So you won't touch me?
That's fine
I DON'T WANT TO BE TOUCHED BY YOU
NOT IN A MILLION YEARS
YOU DISGUST ME
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