FavoriteA Poem by I Am SvetlanaAnd for then, I saw her. In my head. As if trying to get through.
She was of no importance to me. Yet, others viewed her Like a queen.
I didn't understand why She was in my head. Now.
Why now? Didn't she have other useless minds To torture?
But no. Mine she wanted. I will always be her favorite. © 2012 I Am Svetlana |
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2 Reviews Added on October 2, 2012 Last Updated on October 2, 2012 AuthorI Am SvetlanaMadison, WIAbout"If you cannot write well; you cannot think well; if you cannot think well, other's will do your thinking for you." -Oscar Wilde Hello all, my name is Emily Svetlana! I am 30 years old and wo.. more.. |

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