Managing the unimaginable.A Poem by andrew mitchell
Managing the unimaginable.
There was a tapping at my shoulder, but I didn't believe in ghosts. There was a bullet lodged in my brain but I didn't believe in violence. There was a knife through my heart but I didn't believe in pain. There was a silence on your leaving, but I didn't believe in loss. There was a love gone missing but I didn't believe, you broke my heart. But you did.
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Added on January 7, 2017 Last Updated on January 7, 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.. |

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