![]() In the lands of the monoliths.A Poem by andrew mitchell
The years were shed
on tears that bled a heart now broken the scars have spoken from the blood devotion in a flood of emotions flying under skies so grey lying under death’s decay. The concrete monolith lies in thought. © 2018 andrew mitchell |
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Added on January 10, 2018 Last Updated on January 10, 2018 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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