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By Anonymous

My heart leans againat the wall. The thumping of his foot matches the fast intake of oxygen to his chest cavity, his blood a stark contrast to the black clothing he wears. T...

#219342 Poetry
By Wtdana BRONZE
Grants, Oregon
Wtdana BRONZE, Grants, Oregon
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
Don't regret what you did, regret what you didn't do when you had the chance.

#219343 Poetry
By Kayotic PLATINUM
Goodyear, Arizona
Kayotic PLATINUM, Goodyear, Arizona
37 articles 9 photos 84 comments

Favorite Quote:
You aren't having fun unless you're commiting sin~ Priest

#219344 Poetry
By Anonymous
#219345 Poetry
By s.nichole. PLATINUM
Ossian, Indiana
s.nichole. PLATINUM, Ossian, Indiana
27 articles 4 photos 18 comments
#219346 Poetry
By FLAREKNIGHTZERO SILVER
Kew Gardens, New York
FLAREKNIGHTZERO SILVER, Kew Gardens, New York
9 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Out of nothing we are something. Nothing divided by nothing will give you everything and anything.&quot;<br /> &quot;Those who fight and fail are infinitely times better than those who succeed without trying; for in the end they will fail.&quot;

#219347 Poetry
By ReichalRose SILVER
Yukon, Oklahoma
ReichalRose SILVER, Yukon, Oklahoma
7 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;A man once told me you don&#039;t need to know anything about art to be a psychologist. But to be an artist, and a good one, you need to know everything about psychology.&quot;

#219348 Poetry
By Anonymous
#219349 Poetry
By chocolateharp SILVER
Plaistow, New Hampshire
chocolateharp SILVER, Plaistow, New Hampshire
8 articles 0 photos 21 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Dear God,&quot; she prayed, &quot;let me be something every minute of every hour of my life. Let me be gay; let me be sad. Let me be cold; let me be warm. Let me be hungry...have too much to eat. Let me be ragged or well dressed. Let me be sincere - be deceitful. Let me be truthful; let me be a liar. Let me be honorable and let me sin. Only let me be something every blessed minute. And when I sleep, let me dream all the time so that not one little piece of living is ever lost.&quot; - Betty Smith (A Tree Grows in Brooklyn)

#219350 Poetry
By Zhenyue Wei BRONZE
Tucker, Georgia
Zhenyue Wei BRONZE, Tucker, Georgia
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments