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Bees will destroy you if you don't destroy them

by @daniela-jolin-linares

I am just going to lye on my grass and allow the bees to do what they want Because as soon as I bask in my freedom, lying on that glistening green grass Here comes the bees getting ready for their attack As soon as I flick one off, another comes And as hard as I fight, the bees are the ones who have won Not because the quantity is too much for me to take But because I let them get to me and over exaggerate Realistically the bees aren't going to eat me alive It's the way you perceive these bees, so you let them eat your mind And the more you allow it to happen, the more bees will return And will soon become a habit to much to overturn but how am I suppose to free myself of becoming bee baite I can't, and I've come to the conclusion I never will Because as soon as I plan my picnic, I notice the ants making their way up the hill.
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Jan 14, 2017
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It's a metaphor. Bees are a metaphor for pessimistic thoughts.

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