Your Bile

“Excuse me ma’am.”

“It’s your bile, you see?”

“It’s burning my skin.”

“Your resentment factory is out of control. Your laser eyes are burning holes in my head. Your acid venom is melting my kindness. Your mechanical grip is too tight. The cogs in your mind are not aligning with reality. ”

“Ma’am, you need to stop.”

“You are hurting me; you are hurting others.”

“You are injuring yourself.”

“Cease; I implore you.”

“Your targets can flee, but you won’t.”

“You won’t.”

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