SquidSacks - Trite

I know some people
Who wear their skin like a brace
You know them too
But they don't recognize themselves
They load the room with words
Words loaded with ether
No longer painful and no longer green
The words simply turn to trite
We await a challenge and a swift cleanse
Why should you trust me
When I marked your mouth with an X
When nobody asked me
I rubbed you in toxic waste
And everyone wants to know
Why they don't ask questions
They just let it get away
Get away

Written by:
Connor Hunt

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