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#57421voted by our readers
By Jonathon Ly BRONZE
Newcastle, Washington

As I wake up each day, The sky shows the first rays of morning, through the powerful, gray-blue sky, As a new day in my life begins, I love the fresh air and briskness, Of the...
Jonathon Ly BRONZE, Newcastle, Washington
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#57422 Poetry
By alison.legvold BRONZE
Aurora, Illinois
alison.legvold BRONZE, Aurora, Illinois
2 articles 2 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"If life throws you lemons, throw them back."

#57423 Poetry
By kookadee SILVER
Bellevue, Washington
kookadee SILVER, Bellevue, Washington
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Favorite Quote:
When faced with a challenge, look for a way, not a way out.

DaniellaKensington PLATINUM, Bhopal, Other
47 articles 0 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall keep on saying good night till it be morrow.

#57425 Poetry
By atran25 BRONZE
Ho Chi Minh City, Other
atran25 BRONZE, Ho Chi Minh City, Other
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#57426 Poetry
By Anonymous
#57427 Poetry
By writer009 BRONZE
Beebe, Arkansas
writer009 BRONZE, Beebe, Arkansas
4 articles 0 photos 1 comment
#57428 Poetry
By Misc94 BRONZE
Ormond Beach, Florida
Misc94 BRONZE, Ormond Beach, Florida
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#57429 Poetry
By letsdefuseit BRONZE
Duck, North Carolina
letsdefuseit BRONZE, Duck, North Carolina
1 article 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Sometimes I break down so hard you can hear it, and when I can stand to come near it with means to repair, the chances of walking out unscathed are slim to none.
I know because I’m one; a victim of second-hand breakdowns and bad impressions, made under intoxicated conditions with poorly lit expressions. And I regret not going back, I regret not missing flights, I regret not asking for more and taking chances that I can only hope will not be forgotten. My fingers are crossed.

I-O-U.

Now my telephone’s dead and I can’t stand to hold out like this, but I’m constantly checking myself so as not to be a burden. Anything too heavy eventually gets dropped, no matter the cost. Let me be light as a feather, but valued enough so as to remain in a back pocket, until those jeans need washing and I find my place on a bedside table, to be read aloud on nights when memories and prying needs return to haunt the foundations of this room.

Pick me up,
Read me every now and then,
I won’t disappoint.
*I am* witty and engaging so bless me with attention, because I’m *dying* for attention *without* any means of telling *you*."- Alex Gaskarth

#57430 Poetry
By dezzy_13 BRONZE
Tucson, Arizona
dezzy_13 BRONZE, Tucson, Arizona
4 articles 0 photos 15 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Having a talent isn&#039;t about being good at it, it&#039;s what you do with it that matters the most.&quot;<br /> <br /> <br /> Anonymous