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-elise- Dec 2019
sometimes, when I kiss you
I swear I can hear the    a  i  r
humming
~~~~between us~~~~

it's the sound of hornets when their
q u e e n
orders them to
K  i  l  l .
Àŧùl Jun 2017
I* remember the ultimate terror,
Bunch of killer bees attacking me,
Assailed I was by a shifting pack,
Not a single cadet left behind,
Each of them stinging me royally,
Z**apping through to make death metal!
I am planning to get one Ibanez electric guitar.
My HP Poem #1571
©Atul Kaushal

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