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#437071voted by our readers
By nexttonormal BRONZE
Middletown, New York

Thoughts All these thoughts Running around in my head The same memory over and over again It always reminded me of that time That time All these thoughts About that tim...
nexttonormal BRONZE, Middletown, New York
3 articles 0 photos 1 comment

#437072 Poetry
By Anonymous
#437073 Poetry
By Anonymous
#437074 Poetry
By HPGGMRAR GOLD
Kennesaw, Georgia
HPGGMRAR GOLD, Kennesaw, Georgia
14 articles 6 photos 91 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;I musn&#039;t forget I&#039;m alive.&quot;<br /> Ray Bradbury (Dandelion Wine)

#437075 Poetry
kenzie_treub DIAMOND, Orlando, Florida
60 articles 0 photos 11 comments
#437076 Poetry
By Pure_Serendipity GOLD
Maywood, Missouri
Pure_Serendipity GOLD, Maywood, Missouri
13 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;The way a clown does their makeup may not be what they want to look like, it just might be what they feel. Don&rsquo;t judge people by their outside. Look through the mask and seek whats inside.&quot; <br /> -Lauren Treutel

#437077 Poetry
By JoFlies BRONZE
Kingsland, Texas
JoFlies BRONZE, Kingsland, Texas
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Always.&quot; -Severus Snape, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows by J.K. Rowling

#437078 Poetry
Man
By Anonymous
#437079 Poetry
By Kutemegala SILVER
Centreville, Virginia
Kutemegala SILVER, Centreville, Virginia
7 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#437080 Poetry
By electrichearts SILVER
Franklin Lakes, New Jersey
electrichearts SILVER, Franklin Lakes, New Jersey
5 articles 0 photos 29 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;It didn&#039;t matter in the end how old they had been, or that they were girls, but only that we had loved them, and that they hadn&#039;t heard us calling, still do not hear us, up here in the tree house with our thinning hair and soft bellies, calling them out of those rooms where they went to be alone for all time, alone in suicide, which is deeper than death, and where we will never find the pieces to put them back together. &quot;