Poems from B.Mitch
She Stands Alone,
Independent As Ever,
Soft On The Eyes
Beautiful Long Hair
There She Was,
Sitting In Front Of Me
First Thing I Did Was...
We Act Just Alike, In Each And Every Way
Do The Samethings, Like A Routine
Each And Every Day
I Always Look Over My Shoulder, Yet I See No...
It Feels Like Ive Lost Her,
Forever, Infinity.
Once Its Gone Its Gone,
Like Losing Your Virginity.
Warm Skin And Cold Hearts,
The Naked...
One's Wise Words Are Anothers Painful Thoughts.
But I Have No Regrets Againts My Mind,
But I Do Wish I Could Go Back In Time
And Finish...