Blank Notebook WomanA Poem by I Am Svetlana
The lake, almost frozen.
She holds a blank notebook to her chest, but I already understand the words she intends to write down. She refuses to look me in the face. There was venom. That, I would never forget. I know they expressed their love against those walls, but she never speaks of her beloved. Her soul slowly evaporating, climbing towards the atmosphere like fire. Always, til this day... the heart in my chest stayed silent. © 2016 I Am Svetlana |
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1 Review Added on June 16, 2016 Last Updated on June 16, 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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