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By srainwater BRONZE
Memphis, Tennessee

You knew what to say, when things didn't turn out right. You were by my side to tuck me in at night. You were my best friend my whole life through. I only wanted one...
srainwater BRONZE, Memphis, Tennessee
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You've got to take the good with the bad, smile when you're sad. Love what you've got, and remember what you had. Always forgive, never forget. Learn from your mistakes, but never regret. People change and things go wrong, just remember life goes on.


#36752 Poetry
By lushes BRONZE
Wilmington, North Carolina
lushes BRONZE, Wilmington, North Carolina
4 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
what dont kill you can only make you stronger

#36753 Poetry
By JustPassingThrough SILVER
Paris, Tennessee
JustPassingThrough SILVER, Paris, Tennessee
8 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
"Don't worry about tomorrow. For tomorrow will take care of its self."

#36754 Poetry
By WhosKara PLATINUM
Milford , Massachusetts
WhosKara PLATINUM, Milford , Massachusetts
43 articles 8 photos 0 comments
#36755 Poetry
By cjnwriter1 SILVER
Oconomowoc, Wisconsin
cjnwriter1 SILVER, Oconomowoc, Wisconsin
5 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#36756 Poetry
By CourtneyJ GOLD
Columbia, South Carolina
CourtneyJ GOLD, Columbia, South Carolina
17 articles 11 photos 7 comments
#36757 Poetry
By Lupita SILVER
Chicago, Illinois
Lupita SILVER, Chicago, Illinois
6 articles 0 photos 10 comments
#36758 Poetry
By MckenzieB BRONZE
Oshkosh, Wisconsin
MckenzieB BRONZE, Oshkosh, Wisconsin
2 articles 0 photos 1 comment
#36759 Poetry
BettingImNot GOLD, Toronto, Other
13 articles 2 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
"It's a paper town, look at all those culs-de-sac, 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've lived here for eighteen years and I have never once in my life come across anyone who cares about anything that matters.” -John Green

#36760 Poetry
By Anonymous