Waking Slowly AfterA Poem by I Am SvetlanaThe blinds sway gently. Are you still sleeping? I pull the covers from between us. I paniked and made myself a drink. What is your name again? Slow painful memories. Scribbling poems on a napkin. Would I fix my problem? This sky goes forever.
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Added on September 7, 2019 Last Updated on September 7, 2019 Author
I 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..Writing
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