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#443421voted by our readers
By sam7293 GOLD


I like good morning texts Anniversaries each month And sharing secrets. I like laughing at nothing And inside jokes that no one else knows. I like drinking hot chocolate Sn...
sam7293 GOLD,
10 articles 0 photos 0 comments

#443422 Poetry
By Leesh_2014 SILVER
Hartford, Kansas
Leesh_2014 SILVER, Hartford, Kansas
5 articles 0 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
The better you feel about yourself the less you have to knock others down.
Everything happens for a reason.
We want to be remembered.

#443423 Poetry
By Olivia-Atlet ELITE
Dardenne Prairie, Missouri
Olivia-Atlet ELITE, Dardenne Prairie, Missouri
325 articles 10 photos 1165 comments

Favorite Quote:
"To these the past hath its phantoms,
More real than solid earth;
And to these death does not mean decay,
But only another birth"
- Isabella Banks

#443424 Poetry
By EmilyF5 SILVER
Plaistow, New Hampshire
EmilyF5 SILVER, Plaistow, New Hampshire
9 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"And I am aware of my heart; it opens and closes." -Sylvia Plath

#443425 Poetry
Lifelovehappiness BRONZE, Hazel Park, Michigan
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#443426 Poetry
By Anonymous
#443427 Poetry
By klumsden SILVER
Chapel Hill, North Carolina
klumsden SILVER, Chapel Hill, North Carolina
7 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"No one wins them all, and your failures when they happen, are just part of your growth. How will you know your limits without an occasional failure? Never quit. Your time will come"

#443428 Poetry
By E.Margaret BRONZE
Taylor Ridge, Illinois
E.Margaret BRONZE, Taylor Ridge, Illinois
2 articles 0 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
If you love music, you can make music.-Mike Nesmith

#443429 Poetry
L.T.Hendricks BRONZE, Toledo, Ohio
3 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
if it is up to me then shall it be

#443430 Poetry
angel_of_silence PLATINUM, Cotulla, Texas
24 articles 0 photos 62 comments

Favorite Quote:
“The boy never cried again, and he never forgot what he'd learned: that to love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be the one destroyed.” -Jace Wayland City of Bones