HumanityA Poem by Bumble
Time is ticking fast,
And all we have to show is this. A rusty dream, A broken stone. What happen to the stronghold? Where did the good people go? We have become in debt to our sins. We now serve Death. We are doomed, No hope, Unless we step up. One person at a time. © 2012 BumbleAuthor's Note
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Added on September 19, 2012Last Updated on September 19, 2012 AuthorBumbleLydia, LAAbout~Ello! I am Brooke, but you can call me Bumble. ~I have lived 21 years and hope for another. ~I am currently going to ULL for Journalism. ~I started writing in fourth grade. ~I believe tha.. more..Writing
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