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#457681voted by our readers
By Anonymous

Never feeling satisfied with my fortunate life Satisfaction is fulfillment of one's wishes How could anyone feel fulfilled when there’s so much more to be wanted  I l...

#457682 Poetry
By Serena43 SILVER
Seoul, Other
Serena43 SILVER, Seoul, Other
7 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#457683 Poetry
By Anonymous
#457684 Poetry
Becauseifeellikeit PLATINUM, Potomac, Maryland
28 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
Don't guess. Know.

#457685 Poetry
By Akua_B GOLD
Easton, Pennsylvania
Akua_B GOLD, Easton, Pennsylvania
11 articles 0 photos 7 comments

Favorite Quote:
"For, me, it's easy. Just close your eyes. And fly."

#457686 Poetry
By Janie.D. BRONZE
Madison, Wisconsin
Janie.D. BRONZE, Madison, Wisconsin
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
“I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.” -Mother Teresa

#457687 Poetry
By Anonymous
#457688 Poetry
By VitamAeternam PLATINUM
Fenton, Michigan
VitamAeternam PLATINUM, Fenton, Michigan
26 articles 0 photos 6 comments

Favorite Quote:
&ldquo;Only the very weak-minded refuse to be influenced by literature and poetry.&rdquo; <br /> ― Cassandra Clare

#457689 Poetry
By 15wolford BRONZE
Findlay, Ohio
15wolford BRONZE, Findlay, Ohio
1 article 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Ask not what your country can do for you, but what you can do for your country&quot; John F. Kenndy

#457690 Poetry
By lydia.w GOLD
Myerstown, Pennsylvania
lydia.w GOLD, Myerstown, Pennsylvania
11 articles 7 photos 20 comments

Favorite Quote:
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...<br /> And if I said I didn&#039;t plan for it to turn out this way I&#039;d be lying...<br /> Because I was born to be the other woman.<br /> Who 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.