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A million thoughts buzzing,
like a bee hive.
Some dripping delicious honey
Some carrying poison on a sting
They all hum with beating wings
And make promises of a dance
My five eyes cannot see
Hush little bee, be quiet for me.
I offered grace to those who gnawed at it, confusing my softness with weakness, as if I was prey. I cut them off, my blade simply severed th...
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