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#6411voted by our readers
By _untold-secrets BRONZE
Noida, Other

A whisper in the dark, ricochet off my heart. “Talk to me,” she says, I let go of the first. “Please, no.” I let go of the second. Hair against my face,...
_untold-secrets BRONZE, Noida, Other
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"We are like butterflies who flutter for a day and think it is forever." --Carl Sagan.


#6412 Poetry
By Breezette DIAMOND
Uniontown, Arkansas
Breezette DIAMOND, Uniontown, Arkansas
84 articles 0 photos 58 comments

Favorite Quote:
Every Time I even think of you, all those bad memories just fade away, 'cause your smile's enough, you're enough...

#6413 Poetry
Bryson-Jeppesen BRONZE, Portland, Oregon
3 articles 0 photos 3 comments

Favorite Quote:
You are in a constant battle between who you ARE and who you WANT to be, because you can't see that who you ARE is enough.

#6414 Poetry
By _Mags_ SILVER
Somewhere, North Carolina
_Mags_ SILVER, Somewhere, North Carolina
9 articles 7 photos 436 comments

Favorite Quote:
- I stare danger in the face and giggle<br /> - Never argue with an idiot, people might not know the difference<br /> -R.A.P (Retards Attempting Poetry)<br /> -Tip Cologne ryhmes with alone

#6415 Poetry
By anya-478 BRONZE
Apex, North Carolina
anya-478 BRONZE, Apex, North Carolina
2 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#6416 Poetry
By Anonymous
#6417 Poetry
By TheRareBreed PLATINUM
Lambertville, Michigan
TheRareBreed PLATINUM, Lambertville, Michigan
43 articles 0 photos 60 comments

Favorite Quote:
“The apple doesn't fall far from the tree." I guess that means we're just products of whoever made us and we don't have much control. The thing is, when people use that phrase, they ignore the most critical part: the falling. Within the logic of that saying, the apple falls every single time. Not falling isn't an option. So, if the apple has to fall, the most important question in my mind is what happens to it upon hitting the ground? Does it touch down with barely a scratch? Or does it smash on impact? Two vastly different fates. When you think about it, who cares about its proximity to the tree or what type of tree spawned it? What really makes all the difference, then, is how we land.”<br /> ― Val Emmich, Dear Evan Hansen

#6418 Poetry
By Anonymous
#6419 Poetry
By parnabha_06 BRONZE
Jalpaiguri, Other
parnabha_06 BRONZE, Jalpaiguri, Other
2 articles 1 photo 0 comments
#6420 Poetry
By amayabratcher BRONZE
San Jacinto, California
amayabratcher BRONZE, San Jacinto, California
4 articles 1 photo 0 comments