The Charade.A Poem by andrew mitchell
The charade.
when what was....... was supposed to be.... wasn't. the mask within a mask, on..... hid the real identity, slipping off revealing the imposter, the real you. I liked you pretending you gave false hope.
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Added on May 20, 2016 Last Updated on May 20, 2016 Author
andrew 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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