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Aug 2018
24
you are the mosquito
that bites
you are the mosquito
that remains unseen
you are the mosquito
and leaves me with
itches & irritation
you are the mosquito
that flies away
when you have finished
taking my blood
taking what you want
Written by
elm  21/Genderqueer
(21/Genderqueer)   
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   Max Geiger
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