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Abashment MAG
By violingirl0 BRONZE
Mount Prospect, Illinois

Fragments of glass wedge in the Furrows of the living room rug Glittered under the wrinkled lampshade And hallway flickering She perched on the lopsided stool Fixed on...
violingirl0 BRONZE, Mount Prospect, Illinois
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Poetry
By sjh31 BRONZE
Solon, Ohio
sjh31 BRONZE, Solon, Ohio
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Poetry
Vulture MAG
By Rach3819 PLATINUM
The Colony, Texas
Rach3819 PLATINUM, The Colony, Texas
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Poetry
By DestinyLU BRONZE
Lester Prairie, Minnesota
DestinyLU BRONZE, Lester Prairie, Minnesota
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Poetry
By hansondrysdale BRONZE
Chestnut Ridge, New York
hansondrysdale BRONZE, Chestnut Ridge, New York
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Favorite Quote:
"No matter what happen, still press on"

Poetry
By RYang04 SILVER
Kensington, California
RYang04 SILVER, Kensington, California
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BoobooBeetle DIAMOND, Jacksonville, Florida
74 articles 1 photo 36 comments

Favorite Quote:
&ldquo;A good novel tells us the truth about its hero; but a bad novel tells us the truth about its author.&rdquo;<br /> G.K. Chesterton<br /> <br /> &quot;And you, you ridiculous people, you expect me to help you.&quot; <br /> Denis Johnson

Poetry
By StickManTwit BRONZE
Atlantic City, New Jersey
StickManTwit BRONZE, Atlantic City, New Jersey
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Favorite Quote:
&ldquo;...We had suddenly learned to see. And we saw that there was nothing of their world left. We were all at once terribly alone; and alone we must see it through.&rdquo; - Erich Maria Remarque

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By Jaquan225 BRONZE
Baton Rouge , Louisiana
Jaquan225 BRONZE, Baton Rouge , Louisiana
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Poetry
By leadline BRONZE
Odessa, Florida
leadline BRONZE, Odessa, Florida
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All the blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.- unknown