May 16, 2025
More in MosquitoBytes Volume 05: Interjaculate Love - 2005 Yet
Interminably Consternation
How she lies It kept me under I turned my mind Into a hole in the ground Now I am a virus I infect her Well I lost my way Missed the cities and crowds My target I found When I smile I feel her shiver Like a feather Stuck inside a flame She is three steps from the grave Yet I still hold her That fee she's yet to pay © 2005, Mosquitobyte
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