andrew mitchell
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No such thing as long sighted!A Poem by andrew mitchellTo foresee the future was always short sighted because in hindsight the events would have changed. |
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She spoke with forked tongue, the side winder.A Poem by andrew mitchellShe never had the edge, she was more rounded but her words would cut and pierce you, and break your heart in two. While her emotions wrapped ar.. |
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Was Hieroglyphics written or drawn? Before we for..A Poem by andrew mitchellThe art of writing, the language of the human race was written as a epitaph. Where notes were not for communicating but reminders.... to remem.. |
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The specialist of one, a master of none.A Poem by andrew mitchellWhile he played to his strengths, he feared his weaknesses grew. |
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Dusk to dust.A Poem by andrew mitchellTime had us all down for a premature burial while the sun had us begging for more, twas the clouds that closed the final curtain. |
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Some water please!A Poem by andrew mitchellThe one who bringeth the water knows the value of life. |
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Sleep tight! Let the bugs bite!A Poem by andrew mitchellWhile time takeththe bounce out of life,Motherprepares the bed,waitingto tuck you in. |
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In the solitude of two hearts beating.A Poem by andrew mitchellIn the solitudeof being twoquietlybliss wasjust knowingyou were therealong side me. |
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Choosing the right sandwich.A Poem by andrew mitchellThe sandwich of love.What is lovebut two slices of breadthe love spread on each piecejoined together in a salubrious banquetfor the insatiable's never.. |
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One plus one makes no cents at all.A Poem by andrew mitchellA play on thoughts. |
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