The spiral staircase of internal reflections.A Poem by andrew mitchell
During the vertigo falling
spiraling down the avenues of space through the corridors of time I was left intact still standing in another world. I saw you reflecting, your beauty personified I had become your mirror. Your prince for eternity but on you not knowing I relied on you not breaking the glass damming me forever broken in my shards. © 2017 andrew mitchellReviews
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3 Reviews Added on October 27, 2017 Last Updated on October 27, 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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