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Bugs.
Harmless and graceful.
They fly.
They fly.
They fly.
They fly.
They land on bushes.
They land on trees.
They land on me.
As they do that, they freak me out.
As they do that, a new nightmare begins.
As they do that, a new awakening arises.
I feel as they suck the blood out of me.
I feel as they suck the life out of me.
I feel as they....
It's too late now, protect yourself while you can.
They fly.
They fly.
They fly.
They fly.
They land on bushes.
They land on trees.
They land on me.
As they do that, they freak me out.
As they do that, a new nightmare begins.
As they do that, a new awakening arises.
I feel as they suck the blood out of me.
I feel as they suck the life out of me.
I feel as they....
It's too late now, protect yourself while you can.
Published 21st Jun 2015
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