Love is just lust's covering!A Poem by andrew mitchell
Lust spreads
to all corners depending on the bread that's buttered where love is taken at first bite the wings of sorrow wait but not for long for time is thin and the itch will be scratched.
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Added on December 1, 2019 Last Updated on December 1, 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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