Through a PenA Poem by I Am Svetlana
With a pen,
I had a calmness to my life while being able to alter my reality. My notebook eagerly awaits, but not for all to see. I would lose myself among the horizon of hope, in a land of wonder. Inhaling & exhaling each breath of mine. The thought of emptiness was so unnerving. As nightfall approached, I hoped it wasn't too late to release the ungrateful soul of mine through a pen. © 2016 I Am Svetlana |
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Added on December 13, 2016 Last Updated on December 13, 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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