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#267631voted by our readers
By KellyNguyen_ BRONZE
Erlanger, Kentucky

I eyed it as it slowly uses its four legs to come across the green hairs that were glued to the dirt. Its head starts to face down as it chews aggressively from the starvation...
KellyNguyen_ BRONZE, Erlanger, Kentucky
1 article 0 photos 0 comments

#267632 Poetry
KayliLovesYou PLATINUM, Lincoln, Nebraska
25 articles 0 photos 52 comments

Favorite Quote:
dont cry because it is over smile because it happened

#267633 Poetry
Samantha Brossman SILVER, Hartland, Wisconsin
6 articles 2 photos 0 comments
#267634 Poetry
By gaby5 SILVER
Nashotah, Wisconsin
gaby5 SILVER, Nashotah, Wisconsin
5 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#267635 Poetry
By Anonymous
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#267637 Poetry
By morganGiusti GOLD
Millbrae, California
morganGiusti GOLD, Millbrae, California
14 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#267638 Poetry
A-Nony-Mouse GOLD, Elmira, Oregon
17 articles 0 photos 5 comments

Favorite Quote:
"When they come to ethnically clense me, will you speak up, will you defend me?" --Pop Will Eat Itself

#267639 Poetry
By HopeIsWhatWeCrave GOLD
Rowlett, Texas
HopeIsWhatWeCrave GOLD, Rowlett, Texas
11 articles 1 photo 13 comments

Favorite Quote:
[Frodo] How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on... when in your heart you begin to understand... there is no going back? There are some things that time cannot mend... some hurts that go too deep... that have taken hold. <br /> <br /> _________________<br /> <br /> [Pippin] I didn&#039;t think it would end this way. <br /> [Gandalf] End? No, the journey doesn&#039;t end here. Death is just another path... One that we all must take. The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass... And then you see it. <br /> [Pippin] What? Gandalf?... See what? <br /> [Gandalf] White shores... and beyond, a far green country under a swift sunrise. <br /> [Pippin] Well, that isn&#039;t so bad. <br /> [Gandalf] No... No it isn&#039;t.<br /> <br /> _________________<br /> <br /> [Frodo] I can&#039;t do this Sam.<br /> [Sam] I know. By rights we shouldn&#039;t even be here, but we are. It&#039;s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo, the ones that mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were, and sometimes you didn&#039;t want to know the end, because how could the end by happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it&#039;s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even the darkness must pass. A new day will come, and when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something. Even if you were too small to understand why. But I think Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. The folk in those stories had plenty of chances of turning back only they didn&#039;t. They kept going. Because they were holding onto something. <br /> [Frodo] What were they holding onto, Sam?<br /> [Sam] That there&#039;s some good in this world, Mr. Frodo... and it&#039;s worth fighting for

#267640 Poetry
By loveisntreal GOLD
Arcata, California
loveisntreal GOLD, Arcata, California
19 articles 0 photos 51 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;you live what you&#039;ve learned.&quot; -linkin park