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Poetry
By elisianicole101 PLATINUM
Mexia, Texas

Consider me useless, Consider me not here, Consider me invisible, Consider me dead. Consider me, Consider me when there's no one around, Consider me when you've bee...
elisianicole101 PLATINUM, Mexia, Texas
34 articles 0 photos 63 comments

Favorite Quote:
Nothing ever truely dies, it just transforms into something beautiful


KitKat13 PLATINUM, Caledon, Other
21 articles 0 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Life's too short to be unhappy, You have to take the good with the bad; smile when you're sad. Love what you got and always remember what you had. Always forgive; never forget, learn from your mistakes, but never regret." -Author Unknown

Poetry
By Swanangel15 SILVER
Point Fortin, Other
Swanangel15 SILVER, Point Fortin, Other
7 articles 3 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
The pen is mightier than the sword

Poetry
By lovsummergirl94 PLATINUM
West Windsor, New Jersey
lovsummergirl94 PLATINUM, West Windsor, New Jersey
20 articles 0 photos 3 comments
Poetry
By Arcaeynn SILVER
Mechanicsburg, Pennsylvania
Arcaeynn SILVER, Mechanicsburg, Pennsylvania
9 articles 0 photos 19 comments

Favorite Quote:
"The only thing we're allowed to do is hope that we won't regret the decision we made."

heryearningloveforhatred GOLD, Wyckoff, New Jersey
15 articles 0 photos 6 comments
Poetry
By Anonymous
TheOcherousRodentia PLATINUM, Toronto, Other
29 articles 0 photos 17 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Life is infinitely growing;<br /> It&#039;s capacity of love and fear is impossible<br /> To calculate by the means of math, or<br /> The properties of science, and to conatain<br /> Its ferious unpredictability is only a virtue<br /> That humans despire

TheOcherousRodentia PLATINUM, Toronto, Other
29 articles 0 photos 17 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Life is infinitely growing;<br /> It&#039;s capacity of love and fear is impossible<br /> To calculate by the means of math, or<br /> The properties of science, and to conatain<br /> Its ferious unpredictability is only a virtue<br /> That humans despire