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There's no credit with death.
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
As the sands of time lay on the beach awashed, there was no severance pay that came in waves in death owing.
When shadows turn in the macabre!
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
The macabrewas no more apresence of mindliving in the shadows,dark forebodingeclipsing the rationalityof common sensewhile light was givenshining once..
Ahoy! Dreams ahead!
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
Who knows reallywhere we are,but we're allanchored somewhere.
Feeding hungry thoughts.
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
Cradling thoughts was no more protecting those after being milked.
In the end, just monoliths in time's reflections.
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
There was nothing untoward,we were all just moving picturesfading under time's rule.
In a despicable fashion, we were united!
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
To think....all alongthe despicable mewas foundin the despicable you.
Confused don't be!
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
The writing on the wall was not in the papers nor as a message, or could be seen, and yet was there.
A call to the wild.
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
During the last daysof innocencelove's announcementwas carved on a tree- a call to the wild.
The blindsided chill.
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
The chillfrom not knowingwas rewardedby the shivers knowingthe very, very coldwas now entering you.
Not one noticed, I arrived so quickly then I was ...
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
Not one footprint, mine has left its mark to be remembered permanently. Just for a moment was I placed. Stepping out, I walked outside my..
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