Her cold embraceA Poem by andrew mitchell
As her frost
Descends on my heart, icy. Her glaciers move Crushing the warmth Of love, rejected. Sacrificed the love When not returned As the love given, Shaken off, cold shoulders. Deflecting arrows, Cupid Knows in remembrance That time heals all Keeps trying, believing As true love fights alone.
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5 Reviews Added on June 28, 2015 Last Updated on June 28, 2015 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.. |

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