Only one colour ran.

Only one colour ran.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Only one colour ran.
When the colour red

             ran

 there was no cause

          for alarm.

   "It was just a stain."

said the bleeding heart.

© 2016 andrew mitchell


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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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