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By Lexi_94 GOLD
Watertown, Wisconsin

the light in my eyes, the flame inside, when it had gone out, and the flame had died, you had disappeared from my sight, from my side. you're here again, a repeat of befo...
Lexi_94 GOLD, Watertown, Wisconsin
14 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
&quot;live, laugh, learn and love&quot;<br /> &quot;if you cant handle me at my worst, you sure as hell dont deserve me at my best&quot;- marilyn monroe


#226362 Poetry
By TheBlackRose BRONZE
Madrid, Other
TheBlackRose BRONZE, Madrid, Other
3 articles 2 photos 7 comments

Favorite Quote:
I knew who I was this morning, but I&acute;ve changed a few times since then

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JFM62696 SILVER, Hamlin, Iowa
7 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
Today you are you that is truer than true. There is nobody alive who is youer than you ~ Dr. Seuss

#226364 Poetry
By brian weiss SILVER
Ormond Beach, Florida
brian weiss SILVER, Ormond Beach, Florida
5 articles 0 photos 0 comments
City_Of_Angels PLATINUM, West Des Moines, Iowa
25 articles 1 photo 31 comments
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destinie_okay BRONZE, Rochester, New York
4 articles 0 photos 0 comments
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By Anonymous
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By Hannahfaye BRONZE
Harrisburg, Illinois
Hannahfaye BRONZE, Harrisburg, Illinois
1 article 0 photos 0 comments
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By lalalalisaa BRONZE
Rochester, New York
lalalalisaa BRONZE, Rochester, New York
3 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
&quot;I was always an unusual girl.<br /> My mother told me I had a chameleon soul, no moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality; just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and as wavering as the ocean, and if I said I didn&#039;t plan for it to turn out this way I&rsquo;d be lying.<br /> Because I was born to be the other woman.<br /> I belonged to no one, who belonged to everyone.<br /> Who had nothing, who wanted everything, with a fire for every experience and an obsession for freedom that terrified me to the point that I couldn&#039;t even talk about it, and pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me.&quot;