La mouche

La mouche
I'm like a fly
Always flying
Always buzzing
Always swatted away
People hate me
They think I'm useless
And in a way I guess
It's true
My life
Is worthless
And short lived
La mouche meurt
I get stuck
My feet unable to get out of the stickiness
I give up
The spider comes
I die.
La mort.


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