She left without paying...

She left without paying...

A Poem by andrew mitchell
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Just a dark fictional write! lol

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Heavy your footprint
applied, my heart,
juiced in the making;
you drank as you
squashed the
very essence, me.
On pavement
you walked,
left I was... bleeding
discarded.

© 2015 andrew mitchell


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Every word tells all of the feeling. Valentine

Posted 10 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

10 Years Ago

thank you Kathie:)
Absolutely no critique necessary here for a poem that shines with each successive line.

Posted 10 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much dear poet
cruel heart ..that uses with disregard ..some people do meet them ..must say i am thankful i have not ... tho my life is certainly not without pain and loss :)
E.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Einstein Noodle

10 Years Ago

man! i would tip a pint with you sir ..at your favorite pub ..just to be simpatico and maybe ease th.. read more
andrew mitchell

10 Years Ago

lol it was decades ago lol, only hurts in monetary terms now, slow is the recovery ha!
Einstein Noodle

10 Years Ago

:) ... a pint in memory then :))

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Added on November 26, 2015
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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