Entangled on your barbwire smile.A Poem by andrew mitchell
The protuberance of your lies
was no more longer than you nose, no more wider than your barbwire smile, unlike the venom you spit from your long forked tongue, I saw you slither away to your own dark shadows.
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1 Review Added on June 2, 2017 Last Updated on June 2, 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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