Surfing the wave of sadness.

Surfing the wave of sadness.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

A broken heart cries
the final tear collected
was no gold trophy.

© 2020 andrew mitchell


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Added on September 21, 2020
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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