L>O>V>E/H>A>T>EA Poem by Beatrice MarsI (Love you so much it hurts.)
H (Have you ever felt A (And do you ever have dreams you mistake for reality?) T (This is one of those that may come true) E (Except)
Y (You don't want to know how it ends. My words go way-) O (Over your head, Like the first swing of my axe, The second, though, goes-) U (Under, Straight through your neck and in that split second, I'm sure, you wish you never ignored me.)
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Added on February 13, 2010Last Updated on February 13, 2010 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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