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By Anonymous

You’d think that my: Thirst can never be quenched the way I’m always drinking, I look for happiness at the bottom of the bottle labelled wishful thinking,  If p...

#300092 Poetry
By Hsnyder17 PLATINUM
Florissant, Missouri
Hsnyder17 PLATINUM, Florissant, Missouri
20 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
Don't Get Discouraged until you build up the Courage.

#300093 Poetry
By mem228 DIAMOND
Attleboro, Massachusetts
mem228 DIAMOND, Attleboro, Massachusetts
80 articles 5 photos 25 comments

Favorite Quote:
The only person you should try to be better than is the person you were yesterday.

#300094 Poetry
Arcanus BRONZE, Graham, Washington
1 article 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"There's an overshield over my shield, shielding me." (Matthew Roice)

#300095 Poetry
By Gift2Rhyme BRONZE
Randallstown, Maryland
Gift2Rhyme BRONZE, Randallstown, Maryland
4 articles 0 photos 3 comments
#300096 Poetry
By Gage Brinin BRONZE
Clarkston, Michigan
Gage Brinin BRONZE, Clarkston, Michigan
4 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#300097 Poetry
By Dedegirl PLATINUM
Williamsburg, Virginia
Dedegirl PLATINUM, Williamsburg, Virginia
21 articles 0 photos 7 comments

Favorite Quote:
"plain & simple, black & white"

#300098 Poetry
By RenataGaetani BRONZE
Somewhere Under The Rainbow, Other
RenataGaetani BRONZE, Somewhere Under The Rainbow, Other
1 article 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
&quot;He is no fool who gives what he cannot gain to keep that which he cannot lose.&quot; <br /> -Jim Elliot-

#300099 Poetry
By ColleenWALKER SILVER
Ironton, Ohio
ColleenWALKER SILVER, Ironton, Ohio
7 articles 0 photos 8 comments
#300100 Poetry
mystyksuniverse GOLD, Tuolumne, California
10 articles 0 photos 12 comments

Favorite Quote:
When I, the People, learn to remember, when I, the People, use the lessons of yesterday and no longer forget who robbed me last year, who played me for a fool--then there will be no speaker in all the world say the name: &quot;The People,&quot; with any fleck of a sneer in his voice or any far-off smile of derision. The mob--the crowd--the mass--will arrive then. &ndash; Carl Sandburg