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Bee
Breaking every minute
Awoke a new everyday
How I have learned to loathe
This life I have become
It's not the pain that gets to me
But knowing I cannot do better
Breathing gets easy
Only now that my time has come
Failing my plan to succeed
If just the people in this world
Could come to realise
The truth of existence
Rather than remain insects
It abhors me to see them
I feel the life in their eyes
Yet they scratch to feed
Devoid of intelligence
In my eyes,
They bare the seed
But remain to be
Give me your life
So I can be sheer
Forever I walk this accursed land,
Saddened
Awoke a new everyday
How I have learned to loathe
This life I have become
It's not the pain that gets to me
But knowing I cannot do better
Breathing gets easy
Only now that my time has come
Failing my plan to succeed
If just the people in this world
Could come to realise
The truth of existence
Rather than remain insects
It abhors me to see them
I feel the life in their eyes
Yet they scratch to feed
Devoid of intelligence
In my eyes,
They bare the seed
But remain to be
Give me your life
So I can be sheer
Forever I walk this accursed land,
Saddened
Published 24th Feb 2015
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