Touch Sensitive - Poem by Meinthis Littlecorner
Don't touch me I don't want to have to think about it.
Don't look at me you never know when I might have a fit.
Stay outside, that's the only safe place.
Don't take it to heart
No that's not the case.
No, nothing like that.
Let's just stay young and forget about the rest.
Like I've said I'm touch sensitive
And yes I know it's not the best.
Guess it's just me,
So better say good- bye
This is all I have to say.
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