Inside your love's elevator.A Poem by andrew mitchell
Your heart like
a wardrobe in the bedroom doors flung open revealing empty shelves to be filled, showing the dust of those who died sacrificing their love for you. As I plunged deep into your thoughts I wonder what floor your elevator will take me. © 2021 andrew mitchell |
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Added on August 12, 2021 Last Updated on August 12, 2021 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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