Butter doesn't always melt in your mouth!

Butter doesn't always melt in your mouth!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

She was the butter
on my bread
until she left me,
crumbs.

© 2015 andrew mitchell


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Added on October 17, 2015
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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