The castle walls of despair.A Poem by andrew mitchellanother scribble.
The castle walls of despair.
The moat of my tears protects the greys, my castle of fears; despair surrounds. Only hope catapults over these walls trying to break down the allegiance of blues behind a door that once opened. While the love hides covered in lichen.
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1 Review Added on August 29, 2016 Last Updated on August 29, 2016 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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