The sad poem cookbookA Poem by andrew mitchell
The following ingredients are needed
for this miserable dish: one ripe broken heart, three tablespoons of grief, two tablespoons of tears, one tablespoon of grated pain nerve endings, a bunch of lost words, a mixed bag of emotions, a pinch of words intangible, punctuation to taste. Place all ingredients in a large shallow dish bake to your pain's content and let stand. The stew of sorts will serve itself. You'll be amazed at how long it lasts and how far it goes.
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1 Review Added on March 27, 2019 Last Updated on March 27, 2019 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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