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By Anonymous

I broke a vase, A lovely vase,  One that had held my flowers and called me pretty.One that made me laugh and watched my favorite movies with me. I had never nee...

Poetry
By hysteriakb2005 BRONZE
Lexington, South Carolina
hysteriakb2005 BRONZE, Lexington, South Carolina
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Poetry
By hysteriakb2005 BRONZE
Lexington, South Carolina
hysteriakb2005 BRONZE, Lexington, South Carolina
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Poetry
By ElaM ELITE
Surrey, Columbia
ElaM ELITE, Surrey, Columbia
321 articles 27 photos 120 comments

Favorite Quote:
“I was ashamed of myself when I realized life was a costume party; and I attended with my real face.” ~Franz Kafka

Poetry
By ElaM ELITE
Surrey, Columbia
ElaM ELITE, Surrey, Columbia
321 articles 27 photos 120 comments

Favorite Quote:
“I was ashamed of myself when I realized life was a costume party; and I attended with my real face.” ~Franz Kafka

Poetry
By ElaM ELITE
Surrey, Columbia
ElaM ELITE, Surrey, Columbia
321 articles 27 photos 120 comments

Favorite Quote:
“I was ashamed of myself when I realized life was a costume party; and I attended with my real face.” ~Franz Kafka

Poetry
By ElaM ELITE
Surrey, Columbia
ElaM ELITE, Surrey, Columbia
321 articles 27 photos 120 comments

Favorite Quote:
“I was ashamed of myself when I realized life was a costume party; and I attended with my real face.” ~Franz Kafka

ElaM ELITE, Surrey, Columbia
321 articles 27 photos 120 comments

Favorite Quote:
“I was ashamed of myself when I realized life was a costume party; and I attended with my real face.” ~Franz Kafka

Poetry
By ElaM ELITE
Surrey, Columbia
ElaM ELITE, Surrey, Columbia
321 articles 27 photos 120 comments

Favorite Quote:
“I was ashamed of myself when I realized life was a costume party; and I attended with my real face.” ~Franz Kafka

Poetry
By ElaM ELITE
Surrey, Columbia
ElaM ELITE, Surrey, Columbia
321 articles 27 photos 120 comments

Favorite Quote:
“I was ashamed of myself when I realized life was a costume party; and I attended with my real face.” ~Franz Kafka