Letting Out MonstersA Poem by I Am Svetlana
As I gaze at
our long-lost Polaroids, I still feel the bugs crawling beneath my skin. Oh, where did we go wrong? Maybe it's time to cut the cord, but I'm too afraid and can't move on. I could add something, but I'd be letting the monsters out again. © 2016 I Am Svetlana |
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1 Review Added on August 18, 2016 Last Updated on August 18, 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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