The Honey Bee
J
James McLain
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And you are scolded black..
and blue..from there view..
and they crush your smile?
and they make you feel like..
you have to look away in shame..
when going in...and out of sun..
Seeing you so hot and blind...
When is what you run out to..
Where is how you fall into...
Those nights of troubled sleep..
and your mind gone now lost...
and the sun inside a bee hive..
and all we do is run around..
Looking for more honey...
and the bee inside is busy so.......
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