Back to the PastA Poem by I Am Svetlana
Many times I wish I hadn’t
Gone back to my past. Back to who I was. Who I used to be. But as that blade reached contact with my skin. I felt real. Alive. Finally visible to air. I felt no regret. No hearts were broken. No shattered glass been seen or heard. I felt my dreams disappear. Everything seemed to stop. The world was finally still. For once, I was in control. Not anyone else. Just me and my control. A control to slowly Destroy myself. © 2011 I Am SvetlanaReviews
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2 Reviews Added on November 28, 2011 Last Updated on November 28, 2011 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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