Beatrice

Beatrice

A Poem by Razorblade Kisses
"

Yeah, my name is Beatrice.

"

  There is a girl
  walking around
  the darkest side
  of the world.

  There is a boy who
  holds her hand as
  she cries
  every night.

  There is a baby
  who never got the
  chance to see,
  how perfect her
  life could be.

  There is a house
  with walls covered
  in blood, and broken
  glass that scares
  everyone.

  There is a girl walking
  on her graveyard.

  There is a girl and
  her name is Beatrice.

© 2011 Razorblade Kisses


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A powerful poem. I like your name. One of most famous names of our time. The poem is hard and direct. A lot of hidden pain in your words. A sad ending to a excellent poem.
Coyote

Posted 13 Years Ago


this is great i love the suspense in it !!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Without a doubt your descriptions are well done. You have a magical way in creating a classic.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Great poem in so many ways! Wonderful telling of a story.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Whew! This is like life through the eyes of the grim reaper.
Made my skin crawl.

Posted 13 Years Ago


I really like this poem. It makes different things filled with pain flash before my eyes. Well done.

Posted 13 Years Ago


this is really good ^^

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Added on June 4, 2011
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Razorblade Kisses
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Hello children My name is Beatrice. I am 17 years old. I write, I listen to music, I dance, I laugh (sometimes when I am not supposed to laugh >. more..

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