May 16, 2025
More in MosquitoBytes Volume 04: Ruminative Relic - 2005 Transfusion
Amaranthine Fetish
Your words They start to bleed I know For I cut you Let your addiction for me Hold As I did with you There will be pain Tears Things you would push away Yet only look to me See what we have achieved Know that I will embrace your pain Devour it Make it naught but a memory © 2005, Mosquitobyte
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