REALLY LoudA Poem by Beatrice Mars
All the pages are filled
Up, (And everything has changed) Well almost all. But I can't go Back (It's just not practical.) The story is nearly finished, I just can't find Those last few Words. I'm back to Writing on Unlined paper And I can't decide If I like it or not. So Much has happened That (It doesn't make any difference) When I call you (I shout REALLY loud) I can't imagine you'd respond, But you told me Don't Stop Believing Just 'cause you're Bleeding. It's not all over yet. And I asked you to Take another me To another place, Where we can live Another way. But you didn't like that Idea, So you hung up And although I Rung you many times And shouted your name (REALLY loud) You wouldn't respond. So now I'm sitting Here, Worrying about What to do And singing along To music I know You hate. (Because you might be able to hear, But now I am hesitating to believe Even though I screamed REALLY loud) © 2009 Beatrice MarsReviews
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Added on December 22, 2009Last Updated on December 22, 2009 AuthorBeatrice MarsUnited KingdomAboutI'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..Writing
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