Now Cleaned, fresh!

Now Cleaned, fresh!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

 Now cleaned, fresh!
Plastered were my thoughts
On walls, love.
Foundation built.
She scribbled her feelings
Temporarily, fading
No longer.
Now washed.

© 2015 andrew mitchell


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Added on September 1, 2015
Last Updated on September 3, 2015

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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