OpportunityA Poem by Beatrice MarsInfinite sounds That you can't Hear, Smells and sights And tastes that You keep ignoring.
Jump, And locked doors Through which to Pass.
Laughter missed And
Your life is boring, It's all your fault, Because you just don't © 2011 Beatrice Mars |
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Added on May 3, 2011 Last Updated on May 3, 2011 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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