Tripping over YesterdayA Poem by Beatrice MarsI've been looking at My feet And not the road.
I've been tripping over Yesterday And falling into Tomorrow
I've been rolling Through the And now I don't Know the day (Or month or year)
I stuck my fingers Down my throat, Saliva rolls down My arms like tears But I can't Bring anything up
So when all has washed up I wait 'til break of day And continue with My clumsiness (Running) Tripping away As fast as possible © 2010 Beatrice MarsReviews
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Added on April 19, 2010Last Updated on April 19, 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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