mosquito
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I'm screaming
He's here
He's there
He's everywhere
I can't get rid of him
No matter what I do
I've tried killing him
It just won't do
Nowhere to go
Holy shit
He's here
We Are Anonymous
Like the Mosquito
that comes to bite you
and you kill it.
Now she is a forgotten entanglement
of red and black.
But you are still scratching
the bitemark.
