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By mcoughs2468 PLATINUM
Natick, Massachusetts

Soft tings of A bent, metallic bar, Lost among dozens of deep, booming hides The memory fades, the thought almost gone, Forgotten. Forgotten until it reminds you With a brief...
mcoughs2468 PLATINUM, Natick, Massachusetts
34 articles 21 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
The whole wide world has gone crazy, so baby why don't we just dance?


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By Anonymous
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By RinYoiAika BRONZE
Cincinnati, Ohio
RinYoiAika BRONZE, Cincinnati, Ohio
2 articles 1 photo 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
"It is cruel, you know, that music should be so beautiful. It has the beauty of loneliness of pain: of strength and freedom. The beauty of disappointment and never-satisfied love. The cruel beauty of nature and everlasting beauty of monotony"(Benjamin Britten).

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By Antonio Melgar BRONZE
Belleville, New Jersey
Antonio Melgar BRONZE, Belleville, New Jersey
1 article 0 photos 1 comment
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By Happyauthor SILVER
Dubai, Other
Happyauthor SILVER, Dubai, Other
5 articles 0 photos 3 comments

Favorite Quote:
Smile, God loves you :)

AjTaylor BRONZE, Orange, New Jersey
1 article 0 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
"TO GOOD FOR HEAVEN, TO BAD FOR HELL"

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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By Studio_Riet GOLD
Tonasket, Washington
Studio_Riet GOLD, Tonasket, Washington
16 articles 0 photos 124 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot; Times you see, is a little arrangement that man has made for himself to try to measure the immeasurable mysteries of life.&quot; -Calypso to Ulysses (Bernard Evslin.)<br /> &quot;You don&#039;t have a soul, you are a soul. You have a body&quot; - CS Lewis