Paradise...A Poem by I Am Svetlana
Leading into the gray night,
colors morphed into each other. Despite the dead light, we trudged upon broken glass. Our eyes were dead, as our hearts froze into solid ice. I'll-prepared on escape. Holding hands, no words spoken. Beginning to break loose, all to reach the shredded flags. Staring with frightened eyes, it could be paradise... © 2016 I Am SvetlanaReviews
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4 Reviews Added on March 1, 2016 Last Updated on March 1, 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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