ShadedA Poem by andrew mitchell
Shaded was her response,
dark when questioned. "Where were you last night?" Blood on lips, smudged, eyes dilated red.
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4 Reviews Added on November 21, 2015 Last Updated on November 21, 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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