Beatrice Mars : Writing

Pacifist

Pacifist

A Poem by Beatrice Mars


Someone with the nutty idea that killing people is a bad thing.
I Would die for me.

I Would die for me.

A Poem by Beatrice Mars


I would die for you, For I am selfish And don't wish, To stay here any longer...
Silence of Sorrow

Silence of Sorrow

A Poem by Beatrice Mars


In the chasm That was your Twilight, I saw and I Sought the Silence of Your Sorrow, But your Solace is An abhor..
The Colours that you smell

The Colours that you smell

A Poem by Beatrice Mars


But the lights would put you on the spot. And you don't like being centre of attention (Do ..
I'd Kill(ed) you

I\'d Kill(ed) you

A Poem by Beatrice Mars


Things just got messier
Piece for Peace.

Piece for Peace.

A Poem by Beatrice Mars


War Zone
Cold

Cold

A Poem by Beatrice Mars


In this Day and Age
Dirt and Glitter

Dirt and Glitter

A Poem by Beatrice Mars


Not all that Cold.
Portrait of Death

Portrait of Death

A Poem by Beatrice Mars


Giltter in your eyes?
Looking for the scars

Looking for the scars

A Poem by Beatrice Mars


going for the pain