Your hour glass shattered.A Poem by andrew mitchell
Your hour glass shattered.
Her beauty, skin deep, timeless, until the alarm beeped on time's chimes, you clocked on. The Tick on your Tock Clicked! Regards, Time.
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Added on December 12, 2016 Last Updated on December 12, 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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