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By Anonymous

horses rumbled down from the sky leaving pink and purple nails lost in space their candied muzzles sucked the greenery, swirling up pipes into the clouds vomiting wet ne...

#472202 Poetry
Kay Matthews PLATINUM, Bolton, Massachusetts
29 articles 17 photos 6 comments
#472203 Poetry
By sasssgirrrl22 PLATINUM
Pearl River, New York
sasssgirrrl22 PLATINUM, Pearl River, New York
27 articles 0 photos 266 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Giving up is not a part of my vocabulary.&quot;<br /> &quot;Don&#039;t let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game.&quot;<br /> &quot;Truth be told I miss ya, truth be told I&#039;m lying.&quot;

#472204 Poetry
culver22 GOLD, Culver, Indiana
10 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#472205 Poetry
By MusicallyObsessed GOLD
Mount Vernon, Missouri
MusicallyObsessed GOLD, Mount Vernon, Missouri
14 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#472206 Poetry
By grace791 GOLD
Portland, Oregon
grace791 GOLD, Portland, Oregon
14 articles 8 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down &#039;happy&#039;. They told me I didn&#039;t understand the assignment and I told them them they didn&#039;t understand life.&quot; - John Lennon

#472207 Poetry
#472208 Poetry
By liam99 BRONZE
Evanston, Illinois
liam99 BRONZE, Evanston, Illinois
1 article 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
in peace sons bury their fathers. in war fathers bury their sons.

#472209 Poetry
By Time. SILVER
Maricopa, Arizona
Time. SILVER, Maricopa, Arizona
7 articles 0 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;I hate the world: it batters too much the wings of my self-will, and would I could take a sweet poison from your lips to send me out of it...&quot; John Keats

#472210 Poetry
By kjohnson SILVER
Knoxville, Tennessee
kjohnson SILVER, Knoxville, Tennessee
7 articles 1 photo 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
We are all a little weird and life&#039;s a little weird, but when we meet someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness, but call is love.