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By Anonymous

Looking into the night sky, I can’t get you off my mind. I can’t stand the fact that I let you go. Looking into the night sky, I can’t believe you aren’t mine. I can’t believe...

Poetry
By jennybear16 SILVER
Gibraltar Road, Michigan
jennybear16 SILVER, Gibraltar Road, Michigan
6 articles 42 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
Blind eyes can look at me and see the truth<br /> Remember when getting high meant swinging on a swing at the playground, and the worse thing you could get from boys was the cooties. Mom was your hero, your worst enemies were your siblings. Race issues were who ran the fastest, war was a card game and the only drug you knew was cough medicine. The only thing you would ever smoke were the tires on your bike. The only thing that hurt was the skinned knee, and the only things that could break were your toys. Life was simple and care free, and yet all we would think about was GROWING UP

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By OscarW. DIAMOND
Clarksville, Arkansas
OscarW. DIAMOND, Clarksville, Arkansas
95 articles 0 photos 41 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds ways to kneel and kiss the ground.&quot; - Rumi

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By OscarW. DIAMOND
Clarksville, Arkansas
OscarW. DIAMOND, Clarksville, Arkansas
95 articles 0 photos 41 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds ways to kneel and kiss the ground.&quot; - Rumi

Poetry
By jennybear16 SILVER
Gibraltar Road, Michigan
jennybear16 SILVER, Gibraltar Road, Michigan
6 articles 42 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
Blind eyes can look at me and see the truth<br /> Remember when getting high meant swinging on a swing at the playground, and the worse thing you could get from boys was the cooties. Mom was your hero, your worst enemies were your siblings. Race issues were who ran the fastest, war was a card game and the only drug you knew was cough medicine. The only thing you would ever smoke were the tires on your bike. The only thing that hurt was the skinned knee, and the only things that could break were your toys. Life was simple and care free, and yet all we would think about was GROWING UP

Poetry
By Ruberz GOLD
Dearborn, Michigan
Ruberz GOLD, Dearborn, Michigan
15 articles 0 photos 12 comments
Poetry
By Anonymous
Poetry
By Ruberz GOLD
Dearborn, Michigan
Ruberz GOLD, Dearborn, Michigan
15 articles 0 photos 12 comments
Poetry
By Ruberz GOLD
Dearborn, Michigan
Ruberz GOLD, Dearborn, Michigan
15 articles 0 photos 12 comments
Poetry
By echome94 PLATINUM
Daleville, Virginia
echome94 PLATINUM, Daleville, Virginia
32 articles 3 photos 46 comments

Favorite Quote:
When the world around me ceases to exist and then i will open up and let a cruel man like you in<br /> <br /> <br /> ~Unknown~