Along With the NightmareA Poem by I Am Svetlana
I can see the beast he hides
among holiday train passengers. Face grown winter pale, mind being reactive. The human fascination, drowning in dreams. This is all fantasy, driven insanity. I talk to him now, in my heart. He vanishes along with the nightmare. © 2016 I Am Svetlana |
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Added on January 28, 2016 Last Updated on January 28, 2016 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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