FATE OR IS IT?A Poem by andrew mitchell
Pretty as a picture
She looked so divine Then she came towards me, Her eyes like sunshine. Hair flowing golden brown I knew she had to be mine. Her bodily curves; soft and round Placed a sparkle in my eyes Then she said with warmth "Hello!" I knew she had to be mine. Dazzled by her beauty Hypnotised by her eyes With curves of maturity She was just one of a kind And I knew ...............
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5 Reviews Added on March 5, 2015 Last Updated on March 26, 2015 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..Writing
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