This Kind of PerfectionA Poem by I Am Svetlana
As being a writer,
we take words and give them power. Uncovering the veil of reality which was once killed by a typewriter. We fight for breath in the silent house, turning ourselves into beautiful freaks. The art of self-destruction. Only writers can achieve this kind of perfection. Not a word wasted until the last cruel one was written. © 2016 I Am Svetlana |
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1 Review Added on September 23, 2016 Last Updated on September 23, 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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