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there’s these little small trolls with big teased out hair and carefully painted finger and toenails
they live in delusions, ones that have muttered their entire lives and minds
they sit at the keyboard day in and night, hoping to drudge up garbage on anyone who steals their attention
stuck to their phones like fools with no lives, hoping to win the most friends on their list
not realizing the meaning of those lists is the mark of the unhealthy, mentally disturbed
like clueless herded sheep following a penny
the people who are lost and auras as thin as white vapor
one that shows all the world, what a rubbish is in your head
you sit and poke, and laugh and tell lies
we step beside you, “excuse me”, you’re blocking my view
and carry on without even glancing at the way you actually look
who cares
you live in the moss and the lies and cruel games
I live where it’s fuzzy and warm and too cozy
forever cast with this glow of warm light
knowing you live in a very small bubble
that flitters and hurries along everywhere
we see you and watch wondering where you will land next, then turn our backs to our real fun-loving life
you’re a piece of small matter that stopped growing, deformed
your brains and your hair are covered in cobwebs, the filth you create and love to design
we sigh and we look and simply move on
not even caring to learn what your mess was about
our lives are clean and our corners are cut, we don’t even sleep with our phones left on
you’ll be thought of when we pray to the great big creator
please save the poor souls who live in the corners
of the World Wide Web, their lives hidden by touched up photos and filters, and angles and colors
we laugh and we smile, might look for a while
but you lack what is real you silly little fiend
your measures are not valid
they carry that weight only in the world no one dares go
lest they become you, a tangled mess of weeds and moss
not able to see clearly
because surely your minds have all gone to mush
your letters and websites have made you all raw
all damaged and hairbrained, now shush and be gone
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