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#147761voted by our readers
By MidnightBlue SILVER
Fairfax, Virginia

How is it possible conceivable that this is you? Where did you go? You went from being a rock constant presence constant solace to what? This can not be you. Six po...
MidnightBlue SILVER, Fairfax, Virginia
5 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
Seize the day, trusting as little as possible in the future.


#147762 Poetry
BrickByBoringBrick64 SILVER, San Francisco, California
8 articles 0 photos 15 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;You know you are in love when you can&#039;t fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.&quot;<br /> -Dr. Seuss

#147763 Poetry
By KityraAnderson PLATINUM
Mercer Island, Washington
KityraAnderson PLATINUM, Mercer Island, Washington
41 articles 1 photo 54 comments

Favorite Quote:
Nothing matters more than those who depend on you, emotionally or physically. Even if the situation is life or death, you have to be there for them, because they need you.

#147764 Poetry
By Kayla98 SILVER
Kalispell, Montana
Kayla98 SILVER, Kalispell, Montana
7 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#147765 Poetry
By Taylor.lockwood BRONZE
Canton, Illinois
Taylor.lockwood BRONZE, Canton, Illinois
1 article 0 photos 0 comments
#147766 Poetry
By Anonymous
#147767 Poetry
By deannababyy GOLD
Brandon, Florida
deannababyy GOLD, Brandon, Florida
15 articles 22 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;With God, All things are possible.&quot;

#147768 Poetry
By ShelbyLyn SILVER
Cannon Falls, Minnesota
ShelbyLyn SILVER, Cannon Falls, Minnesota
9 articles 0 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
No promises

#147769 Poetry
By mystyksuniverse GOLD
Tuolumne, California
mystyksuniverse GOLD, Tuolumne, California
10 articles 0 photos 12 comments

Favorite Quote:
When I, the People, learn to remember, when I, the People, use the lessons of yesterday and no longer forget who robbed me last year, who played me for a fool--then there will be no speaker in all the world say the name: &quot;The People,&quot; with any fleck of a sneer in his voice or any far-off smile of derision. The mob--the crowd--the mass--will arrive then. &ndash; Carl Sandburg

#147770 Poetry
By Hannah Mikesell BRONZE
Huson, Montana
Hannah Mikesell BRONZE, Huson, Montana
3 articles 0 photos 0 comments