Itty Bitty Night Mosquitoes.
As I lay in bed.
I try to ignore them, but then they buzz even louder.
I swat at them; they bite.
And that hurts. A lot.
So I try not to think about it too much.
I stand up to turn on the lights.
Once I turn off the lights.
They come back.
Stupid night mosquitoes.
After a few more hours.
Of twisting, turning, sometimes crying.
And once the daylight lightly dabbles my face
I can fall asleep.
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