Awake (part 3)A Poem by I Am SvetlanaThinking and wondering. Why did I really burn my arm? I have made my mother So ashamed of me. Now I must live with it. The endless guilt And being forever scarred. With the burn I thought Would make my life better. © 2010 I Am Svetlana |
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Added on June 6, 2010 Last Updated on June 6, 2010 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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