The house of mirrorsA Poem by andrew mitchell
Mirror Mirror on the wall
whose soul will you swallow from this world? Be it the girl with kaleidoscope eyes, or the comic who laughs and cries. Mirror mirror on the wall whose soul will you destroy from this world? In the house of mirrors minds quiver lost dimensions on shattered shards; no one comes out.... but light reflecting from across the street the House of Cards.
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Added on July 4, 2017Last Updated on July 4, 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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