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Sweetheart! You may have a little piece of me in the morning, You may even have none of me a times, Cuz I gotta work for us And I'm sorry But I promise you a perfect night curdle With a gulp of nocturnal gists. . . . Art by @kingasart #writersoflove #writerslodge #writerssociety #writerscommunity #poetslove #poetsoflove #sweetheart #promise #youandi #thepoetslist #writersareawesome #zathom37 #lovely

Alright, everyone. Here it is. The second chapter of "To Clip the Wings of an Angel." We hope everyone enjoys it; and if you do, feel free to give the page and post a like, drop a comment down below, and give our official site a visit. You can find the link to it in the bio. With all of that being said, we hope you dig chapter two, and we'll see next week for the next installment. *Written by Evan Thornton. Copyright belongs with its original owner. #writersofinstagram #authorsofinstagram #bookworm #wordporn #horror #suspense #dark #gothic #authorlife #writerscommunity #booknerdigans #writerscorner #fiction #creativity #instafollow #instadaily #instalike #greatreads #booksarelife #booksofinstagram #bookblogger #writerslife #bookstagram #instabook #instaread #bookish #bibliophile

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"Thief"

When I put my glasses on to work etc, I would like to look like one of those beautiful women who can look so sexy as she slowly removes her glasses and gives you ‘that look’ with a twinkle in her eye but alas, most of the time I feel like a bumble bee - hence today’s poem : Once there was a bumble bee who got caught up high in a very tall tree. Her wings flew off after an almighty cough and she ended up there for eternity. But along the way there came the day when another bee came by. He buzzed a word which was quite absurd and somehow made her fly. She flew off the branch and headed toward bee ranch then realized she had no wings. ‘Oh well’, she thought, as she headed down ‘I’m happy as long as my heart sings’ She hit the ground with an almighty bang. Her legs and stinger in the air. ‘What do I do now’, she thought to herself. ‘I’m free I guess I don’t care’ But care she did as she got to her feet, I’ll prove I can do my job. She marched toward home with a ‘bee in her bonnet’ and hoped she’d still fit in with the mob. They buzzed all around her and saw she had no wings. You are brave to come back, they all cried. We still love you honey, you are part of our tribe, we’ll carry you with us when we ride. Buzzzzzzzz ailsa craig:) #poem #story #bumblebee #poetry #instapoem #instapoetry #poetsofinstagram #writer #writerscommunity #writersofinstagram #poetscommunity