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\nTill she burns out the drones who chase her, one by one,
\nHe who keeps with the chase enjoys the dance, but it kills him in the end
\nBut he dies knowing the sacrifice for love, having loved before he was gone<\/p>\n
Those who give up the chase, knowing its not their place,
\nFear not the failure, make the choice, they drop away
\nThis queen who flies above is not to be the death of them from love
\nSo they live to love and die from loving another another day.<\/p>\n
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She flies higher, the queen bee, on the dance of death, of lust and love Till she burns out the drones who chase her, one by one, He who keeps with the chase enjoys the dance, but it kills him in the end But he dies knowing the sacrifice for …<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,145,232],"tags":[2613,1864,1861,2614,2615,1863,2616,12,1862,2617],"class_list":["post-1726","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-life","category-love-poems","category-nature-2","tag-bee","tag-beehive","tag-bes","tag-drone","tag-drone-bees","tag-drones","tag-honey","tag-nature","tag-queen-bee","tag-the-bees-are-dying","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-rQ","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":356,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/to-be-or-not-to-be-a-bee\/","url_meta":{"origin":1726,"position":0},"title":"To Be, Or Not To Be A Bee","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"18th February 2014","format":false,"excerpt":"What a horrid life it seems to me, To be the drone, a male bee, Who lives for love and lust alone For it hes bred, fed and grown. 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