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#124781voted by our readers
By mynameisLeo BRONZE
Hanford, California

There is a drought in the valley of my soul, in the valley of our souls Hope has fallen down at the sound of the things that destroy us I look around, looking for a mountain, loo...
mynameisLeo BRONZE, Hanford, California
2 articles 0 photos 3 comments

Favorite Quote:
Human beings will be happier - not when they cure cancer or get to Mars or eliminate racial prejudice or flush Lake Erie but when they find ways to inhabit primitive communities again. That&#039;s my utopia.<br /> ~Kurt Vonnegut


#124782 Poetry
By Miara GOLD
Ottumwa, Iowa
Miara GOLD, Ottumwa, Iowa
16 articles 0 photos 30 comments

Favorite Quote:
Not all treasure is silver and gold, mate.<br /> Dying is a day worth living for.<br /> The problem with being the last of anything is by and by there be none left.

#124783 Poetry
By Anonymous
#124784 Poetry
By sydelle PLATINUM
Estacada, Oregon
sydelle PLATINUM, Estacada, Oregon
26 articles 0 photos 16 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;And I fear not what man can do; for perfect love casteth out all fear...&quot;

#124786 Poetry
By Inkmusic GOLD
Renton, Washington
Inkmusic GOLD, Renton, Washington
15 articles 6 photos 7 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Build a man a fire, and he&#039;ll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire, and he&#039;ll be warm for the rest of his life.&quot;<br /> ~Terry Pratchett

#124787 Poetry
By ImJustAnotherGirl GOLD
Newport, North Carolina
ImJustAnotherGirl GOLD, Newport, North Carolina
12 articles 0 photos 1 comment
#124788 Poetry
ashleygodinez SILVER, Lewisville, Texas
5 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
The life may leave my lungs, but my heart will stay with you.

#124789 Poetry
By Anonymous
#124790 Poetry
By Kingpoet2806 GOLD
Collierville, Tennessee
Kingpoet2806 GOLD, Collierville, Tennessee
19 articles 0 photos 36 comments

Favorite Quote:
Her heart was an open book with beautiful pages and detailed lettering. She wanted people to read her story in hopes that it would make them write their own. Instead, every person who came across the pages of her heart ripped out their favorite story and took it with them. They folded back pages and bent up corners. They signed their name with sloppy writing and with a simple 'goodbye'. This book is now tucked away in the darkest parts of her, because no one wants to read a tragic story with a bad ending.