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#89431voted by our readers
And I Love You So
By LJ Scarpitto BRONZE
South Plainfield, New Jersey

It is my grandpa’s birthday, he would be 91 today, I miss talking to him each morning, so all I do is pray. But he is two years gone and it has never felt the same, I wish I s...
LJ Scarpitto BRONZE, South Plainfield, New Jersey
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#89432 Poetry
365 days of Art
By CrAzY_sHrOoMz BRONZE
Boise, Idaho
CrAzY_sHrOoMz BRONZE, Boise, Idaho
3 articles 1 photo 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
quotes are actually my favorite things to collect...so i have many...

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#89433 Poetry
Baby Steps
By KendelleChester BRONZE
West Chester , Ohio
KendelleChester BRONZE, West Chester , Ohio
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#89434 Poetry
Either a Poem...Or a Blank
By agirl. BRONZE
Stuttgart, Other
agirl. BRONZE, Stuttgart, Other
4 articles 0 photos 0 comments
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#89435 Poetry
Sorry Daddy
By Anonymous
#89436 Poetry
Life
By buddy SILVER
Grand Rapids, Michigan
buddy SILVER, Grand Rapids, Michigan
7 articles 0 photos 0 comments
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#89437 Poetry
Dear Nanny,
By Sh0rtygotgamex33 BRONZE
Sunbury, Pennsylvania
Sh0rtygotgamex33 BRONZE, Sunbury, Pennsylvania
4 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
" And so the lion fell in love with the lamb " -- Twilight

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#89438 Poetry
The Apology
By taytay07 PLATINUM
Southwick, Massachusetts
taytay07 PLATINUM, Southwick, Massachusetts
23 articles 6 photos 9 comments

Favorite Quote:
"I love you more than I can ever scream." ♥ (BVB)

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#89439 Poetry
Drivers Ed
By paigeturner9 PLATINUM
Palo Alto, California
paigeturner9 PLATINUM, Palo Alto, California
40 articles 0 photos 17 comments
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#89440 Poetry
Sylvia
By lookingformargo SILVER
Ithaca, New York
lookingformargo SILVER, Ithaca, New York
8 articles 0 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
A child said, &quot;What is the grass?&quot; fetching it to me with full hands; How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he. I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven... and now it seems to me the beautiful uncut hair of graves. -Walt Whitman, Leaves Of Grass<br /> <br /> <br /> We need never be hopeless, because we can never be irreparably broken. We think that we are invincible because we are. We cannot be born, and we cannot die. Like all energy, we can only change shapes and sizes and manifestations. They forget that when they get old. They get scared of losing and falling. But that part of us greater than the sum of our parts cannot begin and cannot end, and so it cannot fail. -Looking For Alaska<br /> <br /> Here&#039;s what&#039;s not beautiful about it: from here, you can&#039;t see the rust or the cracked paint or whatever, but you can tell what the place really is. You see how fake it all is. It&#039;s not even hard enough to be made out of plastic. It&#039;s a paper town. I mean look at it, Q: look at all those cul-de-sacs, those streets that turn in on themselves, all the houses that were built to fall apart. All those paper people living in their paper houses, burning the future to stay warm. All the paper kids drinking beer some bum bought for them at the paper convenience store. Everyone demented with the mania of owning things. All the things paper-thin and paper-frail. And all the people, too. I&#039;ve lived here for eighteen years and I have never once in my life come across anyone who cares about anything that matters. -Paper Towns<br /> <br /> It is so hard to leave&mdash;until you leave. And then it is the easiest goddamned thing in the world. -Paper Towns<br /> <br /> Elsewhere the landscape is more frank.<br /> The light falls without letup, blindingly. - A Life, Sylvia Plath

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