May 17, 2025
More in MosquitoBytes Volume 07: Irradiated mDNA Retrovirus - 2006 Cave In
Diaphanous Heliotrope
Come over here babe
Break my back
Never mind the mortal pain
It seems I have a knack
Ignoring all the barbs we sling
Your love
It makes me crack
Violent are my words to you
Surrendered by my rage
So I weep for the things I see
In my eclipsed imagination
You’re there when I despair
More than convenience
A clear and easy pleasure
Yet I made it too late
For never
© 2006, Mosquitobyte
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