After a day on the allotment digging
and bitten by bugs
planting the future of my life
it is nice to be by myself
so I can dream my day
things scare you
and you never no
what will bit you
but I must
get this done
before the night
a bird came
visited me
it is spring
you have
young
as I have to
this is my day
and i give to you.
Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 3:25 PM UTC
After a day on the allotment digging
and bitten by bugs
planting the future of my life
it is nice to be by myself
so I can dream my day
things scare you
and you never no
what will bit you
but I must
get this done
before the night
a bird came
visited me
it is spring
you have
young
as I have to
this is my day
and i give to you.
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