To know your lines.A Poem by andrew mitchell
Don't mess with my lines,
my lines are arrow tipped, they have direction, a purpose to reach their target, but not like you, you are just a line going nowhere, a straight ole line, a thin thread waiting,waiting; just a mark. How dare you cross my line.
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3 Reviews Added on August 22, 2021 Last Updated on August 22, 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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