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Poetry

May 6, 2008
By Anonymous

Its poetry
That’s what I see
As I stay
Within the day
Caring for
The things
That sting
That care
And stare
At you in the night
And fill you with fright
I see them in the stars
And sometimes in your car

Who knows
I know
They won’t hurt you
And they scare me to
Please stop crying
You’re not dying

It’s a bee
Can’t you see
You’re not blind
You’re to kind

To them you’re a flower
That’s had a shower
With honey dew
That smells good to

You’re such a good friend
I wish it weren’t the end


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