ThirstA Poem by I Am SvetlanaMagic is an illusion, yet I remained a believer. I didn't want to be fooled anymore trying to fight for love. We both were once strangers. Quench my thirst for something true. I was meant to be loved with every breath!
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Added on January 22, 2019 Last Updated on January 22, 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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