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The Buzz of a mosquito Is the sound of something trying to be quiet , With a motive ... to **** your blood . It's Impossible to sleep now, so I Turn on every light . This poem could go on -- About bugs being attracted to light, Especially bugs that I don't like. The slow reach for the tee shirt to roll up- The satisfying snap, with a primal yell- Blood on the wall Lingering guilt after it all, After a  breath, I click the lamp off, and tuck into my warm covers, My blankie's so soft! expecting to enjoy such a peaceful rest, But sensing weight, Sitting on my chest... The mosquito thirsty for my blood, Somehow had took my best.. it's tiny buzz of life nowhere Within this newfound silence! One can hardly sleep Amidst the saddening absence. -Hayleo Liz Immediately shopping for mosquito net
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Mar 13, 2019
Mar 13, 2019 at 2:58 AM UTC
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The Buzz of a mosquito Is the sound of something trying to be quiet , With a motive ... to **** your blood . It's Impossible to sleep now, so I Turn on every light . This poem could go on -- About bugs being attracted to light, Especially bugs that I don't like. The slow reach for the tee shirt to roll up- The satisfying snap, with a primal yell- Blood on the wall Lingering guilt after it all, After a  breath, I click the lamp off, and tuck into my warm covers, My blankie's so soft! expecting to enjoy such a peaceful rest, But sensing weight, Sitting on my chest... The mosquito thirsty for my blood, Somehow had took my best.. it's tiny buzz of life nowhere Within this newfound silence! One can hardly sleep Amidst the saddening absence. -Hayleo Liz Immediately shopping for mosquito net
3.13.2018 #hayleolizpoetry.#hayleoliz Hayley Elizabeth Redinger
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Mar 13, 2019
Mar 13, 2019 at 2:58 AM UTC
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