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By Jade.I.Am ELITE
Fishers, Indiana

3 a.m. on a Monday night, your words rive my skin like pavement when an earthquake strikes and I swear these fault lines will never piece perfectly back together leaving...
Jade.I.Am ELITE, Fishers, Indiana
214 articles 14 photos 1159 comments

Favorite Quote:
&ldquo;If you&#039;re losing your soul and you know it, then you&#039;ve still got a soul left to lose&rdquo; <br /> ― Charles Bukowski


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By LindyEdstrom SILVER
Cannon Falls, Minnesota
LindyEdstrom SILVER, Cannon Falls, Minnesota
9 articles 0 photos 0 comments
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By KELIS2024 BRONZE
New York, New York
KELIS2024 BRONZE, New York, New York
1 article 0 photos 0 comments
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By Anonymous
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tnmtaylor BRONZE, Lubbock, Texas
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments
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By VLythia GOLD
Dallas, Georgia
VLythia GOLD, Dallas, Georgia
12 articles 2 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Guys, I think I&#039;m gonna join clown school... But that means I have to grow size 15 feet and a big red nose. Naw, I&#039;ll just learn to fake it, but that&#039;s after I get an afro.&quot;

#226688 Poetry
By sewellk80 SILVER
Baltimore, Maryland
sewellk80 SILVER, Baltimore, Maryland
8 articles 1 photo 0 comments
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By absband SILVER
Newfane, New York
absband SILVER, Newfane, New York
7 articles 0 photos 12 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;WORK IF YOU WANT SOMETHING&quot;

#226690 Poetry
SaphiraBrightscales DIAMOND, Islamabad, Other
75 articles 16 photos 1136 comments

Favorite Quote:
I&#039;ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel. <br /> - Maya Angelou <br /> When i was little/I used to point a chubby finger toward the dark sky/And ask my father/why some stars moved and others didn&rsquo;t/He would laugh and explain that some were airplanes/I still wish on them today ~ Laugh-It-Out<br /> The feathers of a crow are black/The ink of my pen is blacker/The pain of my heart is blackest~ Mckay<br /> If love produced a blossom/I&rsquo;d take it in my palm/What a blessing, the bright color!/How soothing, such a balm!/I&rsquo;d keep a petal for my own/The rest, drop from my hands/For such a flower would multiply/And populate the lands~ thesilentraven<br /> And I began to rival legends/Long entombed before my birth./But for all my much envied fame/The lust for more would not abate./The plaques and prizes with my name/Will, like all things, disintegrate. ~ TheEpic95 now known as Helena_Noel