Layers.

Layers.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Layers.
No matter how
many layers
she applied; 
new layers
to look fresh.
The innermost layer of her
remained the same....
just covered.

© 2016 andrew mitchell


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yep ...no matter the mat covering ..she still da same ;) and i love her! :)))
E.

Posted 8 Years Ago

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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