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Please Don't Leave Me (Daddy's Song)
By MusicObsessed BRONZE
Goldendale, Washington

Daddy Yes kiddo I feel you I need you I want you in my life Now Chorus: Oh daddy, please don't leave me Daddy, you don't have to go Please, oh please Don�...
MusicObsessed BRONZE, Goldendale, Washington
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Favorite Quote:
"You never know how strong you are, until bring strong is the only thing you know" -Unknown

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#432952 Poetry
I Know Two People
By Anonymous
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Symphony of Catastrophy
By alphanerd97 BRONZE
Richmond Heights, Missouri
alphanerd97 BRONZE, Richmond Heights, Missouri
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#432954 Poetry
Silver Scales
By Soccerfan993 SILVER
Hartland, Wisconsin
Soccerfan993 SILVER, Hartland, Wisconsin
7 articles 0 photos 0 comments
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#432955 Poetry
first punch
By PineApplemushrooMs PLATINUM
Dayton, Ohio
PineApplemushrooMs PLATINUM, Dayton, Ohio
41 articles 0 photos 31 comments
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August Sunset
By Anonymous
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Basically Stunning
By Anonymous
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The Poet Goes to Indiana
By morganboundy BRONZE
Culver, Indiana
morganboundy BRONZE, Culver, Indiana
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#432959 Poetry
Seasons
By HopeIsWhatWeCrave GOLD
Rowlett, Texas
HopeIsWhatWeCrave GOLD, Rowlett, Texas
11 articles 1 photo 13 comments

Favorite Quote:
[Frodo] How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on... when in your heart you begin to understand... there is no going back? There are some things that time cannot mend... some hurts that go too deep... that have taken hold. <br /> <br /> _________________<br /> <br /> [Pippin] I didn&#039;t think it would end this way. <br /> [Gandalf] End? No, the journey doesn&#039;t end here. Death is just another path... One that we all must take. The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass... And then you see it. <br /> [Pippin] What? Gandalf?... See what? <br /> [Gandalf] White shores... and beyond, a far green country under a swift sunrise. <br /> [Pippin] Well, that isn&#039;t so bad. <br /> [Gandalf] No... No it isn&#039;t.<br /> <br /> _________________<br /> <br /> [Frodo] I can&#039;t do this Sam.<br /> [Sam] I know. By rights we shouldn&#039;t even be here, but we are. It&#039;s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo, the ones that mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were, and sometimes you didn&#039;t want to know the end, because how could the end by happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it&#039;s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even the darkness must pass. A new day will come, and when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something. Even if you were too small to understand why. But I think Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. The folk in those stories had plenty of chances of turning back only they didn&#039;t. They kept going. Because they were holding onto something. <br /> [Frodo] What were they holding onto, Sam?<br /> [Sam] That there&#039;s some good in this world, Mr. Frodo... and it&#039;s worth fighting for

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#432960 Poetry
Mother's Day
By Shelby Hillyer BRONZE
Dunedin, Florida
Shelby Hillyer BRONZE, Dunedin, Florida
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