The bees stormed to inform the hive
In panic that rises in these tiny minds
To protect the perfect hive they have for a home
The bees yet could never protect their own and their home
Leaving all to die one after the other
Can you see how this reflects one's self?
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I know poems have different perspectives of a poem so these are my takes so don't come after me.
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PoetryIdk imma just post poems on here because I can and imma just use this as a way to release some form of stress.
