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Post by Whisper My Fairytale on May 7, 2009 18:43:05 GMT 10
This is am awesome poem from the Beatrice letters, i loved the poem and i felt the random need to type it up here!
A poem about a play about a story two people who... written by the person in the story(in the play in the poem) who...
My silence knot is tired up in my hair, As if to keep love out of my eyes. I cannot speak to the one for whom i care. A hatpin services as part of my disguise.
In the ply, my role is baticeer, A word which here means "person who trains bat." The audience may feel a prick of fear, As if sharp pins are are hidden in their hats.
My co-star lives on what we call a brae. A piece of mail fails to arrive one day. This poignant melodrama's based on fact.
The curtain falls just as the knot unties, The silence broken by the one who dies...
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Post by Whisper My Fairytale on May 28, 2009 17:39:32 GMT 10
1 view and its me?
i am so annoyed!!!
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