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Shakespeare's Monkeys

Infinite Monkeys. Infinite Typewriters.

More in MosquitoBytes Volume 08: Homo Sapiens Daemonis - 2006

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Sacred Inamorata

Last night
Endless dreaming
Visions of your hell
Within my head

One time
I woke screaming
I finally saw the face
Of one that’s dead

I tasted salt
And I was hurting
Blood dripped from my lip
Where I’d bit through

I know
There’s no comparing
This dream
And all the pain
You’ve been put through

Believe
That I’ll be there
I’ll let you reach for me
Hold you in my arms
To ease the hurt

© 2006, Mosquitobyte
 

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