Foolish GameA Poem by ThisBadBloodHereAll these words you speak to me are from a foreign land, where time is frozen waiting for words that will begin an untold story that is yet to begin. I play such a foolish game where possibilities fade. And here we are, just the same. Never knowing how close we came. © 2013 ThisBadBloodHere |
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1 Review Added on February 25, 2013 Last Updated on February 25, 2013 Tags: Foolish Game, time, words, life Author
ThisBadBloodHereWonderland, United KingdomAboutI am Rebecca I am an art student from England and I use poetry, art, and photography to express myself. A part of me is always hidden and recently I have used poetry to express the inner me. more..Writing
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