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#14231voted by our readers
By 4kempen SILVER
Sussex, Wisconsin

I rip a sheet of paper off my writing notebook, the page slowly tearing at each coil on the metal spiral.   I wish I could stop but what’s done is already done.
4kempen SILVER, Sussex, Wisconsin
6 articles 0 photos 0 comments

#14232 Poetry
By Anonymous
#14233 Poetry
By LoveLikeWoe DIAMOND
LeSueur, MN, Minnesota
LoveLikeWoe DIAMOND, LeSueur, MN, Minnesota
54 articles 2 photos 748 comments

Favorite Quote:
Whoever laughs first has the sickest mind.

#14234 Poetry
By hungngo BRONZE
Worcester, Massachusetts
hungngo BRONZE, Worcester, Massachusetts
1 article 0 photos 0 comments
#14235 Poetry
swaggacaust DIAMOND, Guntown, Mississippi
89 articles 28 photos 7 comments

Favorite Quote:
Educate yourself. Learn the things that you wann'a learn, not what this freakin' brain - washed society is making you think. - Cristofer Drew. ♥

#14236 Poetry
By psychoreader GOLD
Riverview, Florida
psychoreader GOLD, Riverview, Florida
14 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"If your heart won't give and only takes, then I won't give you mine to break" -Scarlett Pomers

#14237 Poetry
PoetryAngel14 PLATINUM, Ithaca, New York
26 articles 0 photos 53 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Dare to be imperfect and one day there will tug at your sleeve a soulmate.&quot; ~Robert Brault<br /> &quot;Life is like riding a bicycle - in order to keep your balance, you must keep moving.&quot; ~Albert Einstein

#14238 Poetry
By faypirate23 DIAMOND
Fayetteville, West Virginia
faypirate23 DIAMOND, Fayetteville, West Virginia
61 articles 0 photos 103 comments

Favorite Quote:
Take the road less traveled by.

#14239 Poetry
By OliviaSpring SILVER
Long Island City, New York
OliviaSpring SILVER, Long Island City, New York
8 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#14240 Poetry
devjanipaul PLATINUM, Queens, New York
30 articles 22 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
&ldquo;And I knew her soul wasn&rsquo;t something to take lightly. In a world where very little truth existed, her soul was a pariah, standing alone burning like a wildfire in my bones&ndash; a flaming crescent across pale midnight skies.&rdquo;<br /> &mdash; <br /> Christopher Poindexter