Beatrice Mars : Writing

Painting of Death

Painting of Death

A Poem by Beatrice Mars


I need some more time.
God you don't work

God you don\'t work

A Poem by Beatrice Mars


'cos in my head i'm sreaming.
Thats All they can Say.

Thats All they can Say.

A Poem by Beatrice Mars


Sorry about it.
Judas' Kiss

Judas\' Kiss

A Poem by Beatrice Mars


(I'm sorry for what I did)
Common Phobia

Common Phobia

A Poem by Beatrice Mars


Sorry Kid
Sun on the Pavement

Sun on the Pavement

A Poem by Beatrice Mars


(I'm sorry about the rain)
Monochrome

Monochrome

A Poem by Beatrice Mars


Devils Red, and then there was stars......
(Dying) In a room of Smiles

(Dying) In a room of Smiles

A Poem by Beatrice Mars


Death by Suffocation (laughter)
Wrapped Around My Little Finger

Wrapped Around My Little Finger

A Poem by Beatrice Mars


Is cutting off the blood supply
Raise Your Hand For the Fire Brigade

Raise Your Hand For the Fire Brigade

A Poem by Beatrice Mars


Will you write the plot line to my life?