Drip

Drip

A Poem by Beatrice Mars
"

Going to torture you.

"

Drip Drop

               Drip

Going to torture you.
'Cause you're bad
(Red hot)

    Drop

(And I'm mean)

Drop

 

(The) Man stands, (out)

Stubs out      
His cigarette              

                     Drip

And I burn
(Red hot)

     Drop

     Drip

 
Look around
(Into your eyes)
                           Drip
Mr Bubbles,
Is this really the road
You want to go down?
 
Drip
                   
                  Drip
 
Drop
 
(Running from you ('re)
Dastard)
Drop
Imagine what you'd be
doing RIGHT NOW.
 
(Going out side
'Cause it's
Cold in here.
Feel the
(Drip)
Wind
On your face.)
 
REMEMBER WHERE YOU ARE (?)
 
She can't
See your
Stains
No more.
 
Drop Drop.
 
All She (I) Knows
Is that
She (I)
Needs
You (r
 
 
   Drop
 
 
 
Drop
 
       Drips)
 
 
So the man you
Stub(s) out
His Your cigarette
And I burn.
(Red Hot)
Fighting with my
 
 
 
Drip
 
 
     
         Drip
 
 
    Drops

 

© 2009 Beatrice Mars


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somewhat threatening Evoking pictures I would rather not see.
although I don't like free form you held my interest

Posted 15 Years Ago


your really scary.. :P
It's not hard to guess what this is about especially after your threats the other week. :D I'll never be able to listen to dripping in the same way again :S

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Added on May 12, 2009
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Beatrice Mars
Beatrice Mars

United Kingdom



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I'm an 19 year old girl. Of all the souls that stand create I have elected one. When sense from spirit files away, And subterfuge is done; When that which is and that which was Apart, intr.. more..

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