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#205961voted by our readers
By Anonymous

I'm looking at the sky And figured I need to say goodbye Christian all I know Is I've always loved you I'll always love you Until they bury me underground Sho...

#205962 Poetry
SacredAngel92 BRONZE, Oelwein, Iowa
4 articles 0 photos 4 comments

Favorite Quote:
If you want to suceed be willing to do the things that others are not willing to do.

#205963 Poetry
By zombiegurl BRONZE
Niagara Falls, Other
zombiegurl BRONZE, Niagara Falls, Other
3 articles 0 photos 4 comments

Favorite Quote:
"relationships are like a shark, they have to keep moving or it will die, and what we have on our hands is a dead shark" ~Woody Allen

#205964 Poetry
Ellabell PLATINUM, Columbia, Missouri
21 articles 1 photo 20 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;I have not yet begun to fight!&quot;<br /> John Paul Jones

#205965 Poetry
Olivia Stone SILVER, Austin, Texas
8 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#205966 Poetry
By WillBurdett BRONZE
Wheaton, Illinois
WillBurdett BRONZE, Wheaton, Illinois
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#205967 Poetry
By Sparky630 SILVER
Middle Of Nowhere, Hawaii
Sparky630 SILVER, Middle Of Nowhere, Hawaii
9 articles 2 photos 3 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measures. It is our light, not darkness that frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous talented and fabulous? Actually who are you not to be?&rdquo; Nelson Mandela

#205968 Poetry
By jennybear16 SILVER
Gibraltar Road, Michigan
jennybear16 SILVER, Gibraltar Road, Michigan
6 articles 42 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
Blind eyes can look at me and see the truth<br /> Remember when getting high meant swinging on a swing at the playground, and the worse thing you could get from boys was the cooties. Mom was your hero, your worst enemies were your siblings. Race issues were who ran the fastest, war was a card game and the only drug you knew was cough medicine. The only thing you would ever smoke were the tires on your bike. The only thing that hurt was the skinned knee, and the only things that could break were your toys. Life was simple and care free, and yet all we would think about was GROWING UP

#205969 Poetry
By Rachelblu BRONZE
Cooper City, Florida
Rachelblu BRONZE, Cooper City, Florida
4 articles 4 photos 3 comments
#205970 Poetry
By Anonymous