Not watered!A Poem by andrew mitchelljust writing down thoughts!
Not watered!
She came in potted colour but due to neglect he thought the love, wilted, died, dried. His fault he answered, Not watered! Living in regret years later he found out she was just an annual.
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Added on February 15, 2016 Last Updated on February 15, 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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