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#421671voted by our readers
By City_Of_Angels PLATINUM
West Des Moines, Iowa

Voices approached him daily Causing him cries and screams Stalking him during daylight Haunting him in his dreams But he was a fighter He took the blows silently Not onc...
City_Of_Angels PLATINUM, West Des Moines, Iowa
25 articles 1 photo 31 comments

#421672 Poetry
By whits828 BRONZE
Lapeer, Michigan
whits828 BRONZE, Lapeer, Michigan
1 article 0 photos 0 comments
#421673 Poetry
By GhoSTWRiiTA SILVER
Bronx, New York
GhoSTWRiiTA SILVER, Bronx, New York
7 articles 0 photos 1 comment
#421674 Poetry
By Anonymous
#421675 Poetry
By Demetra PLATINUM
Coupeville, Washington
Demetra PLATINUM, Coupeville, Washington
20 articles 0 photos 4 comments

Favorite Quote:
Never Back Down, Never Quit.

#421676 Poetry
CantFlyWithBrokenWings BRONZE, Waseca, Minnesota
4 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
Its better to burn out then it is to fade away.

#421677 Poetry
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

#421678 Poetry
By DaltonCook BRONZE
Granville, Ohio
DaltonCook BRONZE, Granville, Ohio
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#421679 Poetry
slrayburn SILVER, Simms, Texas
9 articles 0 photos 12 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;It&#039;s very sad to me that some people are so intent on leaving their mark on the world that they don&#039;t care if that mark is a scar.&quot; - John Green

#421680 Poetry
By Anonymous