The foetal curl cries

The foetal curl cries

A Poem by andrew mitchell

On pavement curled, 
alone she sits...
heart broken, tears
lies a road to nowhere.

© 2015 andrew mitchell


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Added on November 21, 2015
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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