It Does Not Feel Pity, It Does Not Feel Fear
It does not feel pity, it does not feel fear,
It strike you like vulture so viciously from air.
And what does it want? Nothing! Just blood! .
Cursed mosquito. Despicable gnat.
Copyright © Alex Klugman | Year Posted 2017
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