On your closing.

On your closing.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Your love was
a castle,
I drowned
in your moat,
there was no
damsel in distress,
as there was
an entrance,
you were closed.

© 2017 andrew mitchell


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this is a cold one Andrew. wondering what happened to the draw bridge over the moat?

Posted 8 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

8 Years Ago

Thanks pete, yes she had none, everyone was shut out lol
Pete

8 Years Ago

i've known a few like that. they never wave the checkered flag ...

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

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