Things change.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

I was new,
but being played,
I became used.

© 2017 andrew mitchell

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Lyn Anderson

It happens. Succinctly said.

Posted 8 Years Ago

Dr. YumnaKay

Is this a sequel to your poem 'On buying the new!'? Seems to me it is..

I think all of us get used..abused,misused..whatever you like to call it. It maybe a rotation game of being passed around to play..
Nice thoughts here.

Posted 8 Years Ago

8 Years Ago

Haha it is somewhat a sequel, or a variation. Thank you for reviewing.:-)

8 Years Ago

I thought so.. You're welcome 😊

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Added on March 13, 2017
Last Updated on March 13, 2017

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andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia

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Strindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..