So! It was you!A Poem by andrew mitchell
Who struck the match
lighting the fuse igniting the bomb that blew two hearts? While red lips kissed drooling bodies embraced together the idea, love was projected over a lover’s sunrise. Where satin sheets lay spread but crumpled as two wine glasses lie on the floor empty amongst the litter of clothes in the aftermath of .... Excuse me! It was I passion! © 2017 andrew mitchellReviews
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4 Reviews Added on December 27, 2017 Last Updated on December 27, 2017 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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