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Left so far behind there was no sight of light to lead the way. Looking at my life through pictures that no longer include me. Forever stoned by past moments that will never be forgotten. No tears should ever sheed from these eyes. He never gives you anything you can't handle but even he wepted. No thoughts of forgetting when help was needed. When I cried out without screaming, struggled to find b...
Monday 26th December 2016 4:09 am
Bashful Brian and the Waggle Dance - my story poem
1
Down in the valley,
not far from the sea,
lives Brian Bumble,
a bashful bee.
2
He worked in a field,
for hours and hours,
gathering the food,
from all the flowers.
3
Brian was hungry,
at the end of hi...
Wednesday 14th July 2010 9:13 am
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