andrew mitchell
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The cemetery on passing.A Poem by andrew mitchellThe cemetery on passing.Was not themasquerade of death,a cover upon the shortcomingsof life. |
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If walls could talk..A Poem by andrew mitchellscribblings |
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The cloak of invisibility.A Poem by andrew mitchellThe cloak of invisibility.As mortality wrappedaround me as a cloak,I found on removingI was gone. |
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Perceptions based on....!A Poem by andrew mitchellPerceptions based on......!It was not my intention to deceivebased on perceptionsbut to hold back on what I know; and keep some character in res.. |
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Freedom.A Poem by andrew mitchellFreedom.Anyone for a grape?Glory of the Roman Empirebecame enslaved in itself; on enslaving becoming a slave to democracy, failed to recog.. |
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All my loves were compared to Horseracing.A Poem by andrew mitchellAll my loves were compared to Horseracing.Maybe because I'm not into horse racingbut with all my lovesI was always pipped at the post.I fell in love w.. |
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Ink!A Poem by andrew mitchellInk!What is a writerwithout a readerbut a mere piece of paperwithout a pen. |
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Was I blunt?A Poem by andrew mitchellWas I blunt?The point of no returnwas the ENDthe point was...in the marking. |
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A quick blast of laughterA Poem by andrew mitchellA quick blast of laughter.Laughter rideson the crest of a jokeas echoes bellows;a smile stretchesthe horizon. |
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The table manners of fine dining.A Poem by andrew mitchellThe table manners on fine dining.When the love turnedinto a love-making feedfest;raw, exhausting a total mauling,a nibble here, a nibble there.Maybe a.. |
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