BlueA Poem by andrew mitchell
Put away
Your words; Your knife That stabs My heart. I lay here Bleeding now, Broken And blue.
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2 Reviews Added on April 25, 2015 Last Updated on April 25, 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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