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#405701voted by our readers
By PceLuvOlivia12 BRONZE
Meriden, Connecticut

Where did the sunshine-filled days of summer go Back when we played pretend When we became anything that our wandering minds created A gentle princess, or a vicious monster....
PceLuvOlivia12 BRONZE, Meriden, Connecticut
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#405702 Poetry
Immadinosaur BRONZE, Woodbury, New Jersey
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#405703 Poetry
By LovelyFire BRONZE
Savannah, Georgia
LovelyFire BRONZE, Savannah, Georgia
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Tell her you love her while you have her, not when she has already found someone else better because you treated her wrong.&quot;<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> -the truth

#405704 Poetry
By Seby__D BRONZE
New City, New York
Seby__D BRONZE, New City, New York
1 article 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
I dont have one

#405705 Poetry
By lunaR_17 BRONZE
San Bernardino, California
lunaR_17 BRONZE, San Bernardino, California
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
The greatest deception men suffer is from their own opinions.<br /> -Leonardo da Vinci

Sleepbeautyslr BRONZE, Killeen, Texas
1 article 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
Don&#039;t use suicide as a permanent solution to a temporary problem.

#405707 Poetry
By victoriaa_toy BRONZE
Mount Sterling, Kentucky
victoriaa_toy BRONZE, Mount Sterling, Kentucky
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#405708 Poetry
By PersonOfInterest ELITE
Shrewsbury, Other
PersonOfInterest ELITE, Shrewsbury, Other
176 articles 0 photos 9 comments

Favorite Quote:
What doesn&#039;t kill you simply makes you stranger.

#405709 Poetry
By Chano BRONZE
Whitehall, Pennsylvania
Chano BRONZE, Whitehall, Pennsylvania
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#405710 Poetry
By flyingintherain SILVER
Bridgewater, Massachusetts
flyingintherain SILVER, Bridgewater, Massachusetts
7 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;I will call the world a school instituted for the purpose of teaching the children to read- I will call the human heart the hornbook used in that school- and I will call the child able to read, the Soul made from that school and its hornbook. Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul? A place where the heart must feel and suffer in a thousand diverse ways!&quot; ~John Keats