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Bugs ...

Flowers blossom on my barren heart
just a result of a stranger digging my scars.
From a lover to a maniac to a perverted soul
lost naked in the wild cold....

If you are embarrassed..!
then I aint got no intentions to harass
or disrespect you.
oh no.. really so.?

ahhhhhh...
I plan to sip
venom from your lips,
I got my heart stuck to your hips
and it won't roll over and flip
on the ground

bound by bugs
on the walls of my ducts
that conducts
waves of this plague.
Written by manisha (cyanide kid)
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