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#207511voted by our readers
By UnwrittenDead GOLD
Durant, Oklahoma

She wants to tell them, really She does. She wants to tell them She isn't the girl they once knew. She was the girl that lost so much and couldn't tell you, but...
UnwrittenDead GOLD, Durant, Oklahoma
18 articles 0 photos 0 comments

#207512 Poetry
By Lilia PLATINUM
El Cajon, California
Lilia PLATINUM, El Cajon, California
22 articles 14 photos 17 comments

Favorite Quote:
Raise your words, not your voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder. ~ Rumi

#207513 Poetry
By spread_da_love SILVER
Mount Vernon, Missouri
spread_da_love SILVER, Mount Vernon, Missouri
5 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"There's nothing to fear but fear itself." -FDR

#207514 Poetry
By Darke_Moone GOLD
Melrose, Massachusetts
Darke_Moone GOLD, Melrose, Massachusetts
13 articles 4 photos 9 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Some people are worth melting for." ~Olaf the snowman ^.^

#207515 Poetry
By LikeTheBird BRONZE
Fort Madison, Iowa
LikeTheBird BRONZE, Fort Madison, Iowa
1 article 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
The same God who created this beautiful universe was the same God who decided this beautiful universe needed a you.

#207516 Poetry
By HayleyHouck BRONZE
Amarillo, Texas
HayleyHouck BRONZE, Amarillo, Texas
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
You're always one decision away from a totally different life.

#207517 Poetry
By Anonymous
#207518 Poetry
By DearLuhelani BRONZE
Georgetown, Virginia
DearLuhelani BRONZE, Georgetown, Virginia
4 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Im not afraid to die"

#207519 Poetry
By billlover420 GOLD
Justin, Texas
billlover420 GOLD, Justin, Texas
12 articles 0 photos 70 comments

Favorite Quote:
Boy, when you're dead, they really fix you up. I hope to hell when I do die somebody has sense enough to just dump me in the river or something. Anything except sticking me in a goddam cemetery.  People coming and putting a bunch of flowers on your stomach on Sunday, and all that crap. Who wants flowers when you're dead? Nobody. ~J.D. Salinger,The Catcher in the Rye,

#207520 Poetry
By Tay-Tay87 SILVER
Park Rapids, Minnesota
Tay-Tay87 SILVER, Park Rapids, Minnesota
6 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
One can't complain. I have my friends. Someone spoke to me only yesterday!!!!!