Opportunity

Opportunity

A Poem by Beatrice Mars

Infinite sounds

That you can't

Hear,

Smells and sights

And tastes that

You keep ignoring.


Heights from which to

Jump,

And locked doors

Through which to

Pass.

 

Laughter missed

And
Lights put out.

 

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
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Beatrice Mars
Beatrice Mars

United Kingdom



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I'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..

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