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By yes_i_am SILVER
Faizabad, Other

My trust is a feeble thing, I have starved her so long, You'd think she escaped From Auschwitz, Barely alive.
yes_i_am SILVER, Faizabad, Other
6 articles 1 photo 38 comments

Favorite Quote:
"not all those who wander are lost"


Poetry
By yes_i_am SILVER
Faizabad, Other
yes_i_am SILVER, Faizabad, Other
6 articles 1 photo 38 comments

Favorite Quote:
"not all those who wander are lost"

Poetry
By Anonymous
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By niesh13 SILVER
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
niesh13 SILVER, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
6 articles 0 photos 54 comments

Favorite Quote:
Love Me, Hate Me. I Really Don&#039;t Care . <br /> Truth Is...Life Goes On , With or Without You

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By Sealboy12 SILVER
South Bound Brook, New Jersey
Sealboy12 SILVER, South Bound Brook, New Jersey
5 articles 0 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;If you&#039;re tired your wrong&quot;-From my high school band director

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By Edendweller BRONZE
Union City, Michigan
Edendweller BRONZE, Union City, Michigan
4 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
Life without books, is a life without color

anythingandeverything GOLD, Bluffton, Indiana
12 articles 9 photos 12 comments
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By Milliee SILVER
Knoxville, Tennessee
Milliee SILVER, Knoxville, Tennessee
9 articles 0 photos 7 comments

Favorite Quote:
In that basement we were exactly who we wanted to be, <br /> rock stars and poets, artists and designers. <br /> That basement was our haven <br /> because when we walked up those stairs <br /> we were just teenage kids again <br /> with dreams that were just too big.

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By Acaciatree410 SILVER
Waterford, Connecticut
Acaciatree410 SILVER, Waterford, Connecticut
9 articles 0 photos 5 comments

Favorite Quote:
everything happens for a reason.

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By Milliee SILVER
Knoxville, Tennessee
Milliee SILVER, Knoxville, Tennessee
9 articles 0 photos 7 comments

Favorite Quote:
In that basement we were exactly who we wanted to be, <br /> rock stars and poets, artists and designers. <br /> That basement was our haven <br /> because when we walked up those stairs <br /> we were just teenage kids again <br /> with dreams that were just too big.