ScentA Poem by Beatrice MarsShort and (sickly) SweetHe hangs around, Long after he's Gone, Much like the Stench of a cigarette Or the Scent of Her Perfume On his skin. (Long after she's gone.) © 2010 Beatrice Mars |
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4 Reviews Added on February 18, 2010 Last Updated on February 18, 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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