Sleepy SoulA Poem by I Am SvetlanaHeadstones, carved & fading. Guarding forbidden places. Sleepy souled ghost, expire quietly, silent deaths. Setting another heart free by now. Death is the last hole.
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Added on November 14, 2020 Last Updated on November 14, 2020 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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