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Poetry
By Anonymous

The i thought we had. The Times i thought we shared. Are broken up into tiny peices all because of her. My life is now torn and all i see is you. Which really suprises me beca...

Poetry
By nobody0617 PLATINUM
Aiken, South Carolina
nobody0617 PLATINUM, Aiken, South Carolina
28 articles 7 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
"It's absolutely amazing the power of words. It can make you laugh. It can make you cry. It can change your view of the world or it can change the world's view of you." -Me

Poetry
By Anonymous
BaBii_GhErL PLATINUM, Wasilla, Alaska
27 articles 0 photos 24 comments

Favorite Quote:
Loving someone who doesnt love u is not wrong its just painful!

Poetry
By justjessie GOLD
Lakeland, Florida
justjessie GOLD, Lakeland, Florida
18 articles 0 photos 17 comments

Favorite Quote:
if i cant be something to someone then i want to be nothing to everyone

Poetry
By BubbiG GOLD
Columbia, Maryland
BubbiG GOLD, Columbia, Maryland
14 articles 4 photos 11 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;NEVER LOOK BACKWARDS ALWAYS LOOK FORWARD!&quot;<br /> <br /> Lisa Left-eye Lopes

Poetry
By Hawgs*Baby*Girl PLATINUM
Morrison, Tennessee
Hawgs*Baby*Girl PLATINUM, Morrison, Tennessee
23 articles 3 photos 3 comments
Poetry
By WikdChick GOLD
Shannon, Mississippi
WikdChick GOLD, Shannon, Mississippi
11 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
I don&#039;t need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better.<br /> When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children; even if we love them, they show us the state of our decay.

Poetry
By WikdChick GOLD
Shannon, Mississippi
WikdChick GOLD, Shannon, Mississippi
11 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
I don&#039;t need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better.<br /> When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children; even if we love them, they show us the state of our decay.

Poetry
By PursuitofHappiness GOLD
Fort Mill, South Carolina
PursuitofHappiness GOLD, Fort Mill, South Carolina
14 articles 0 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Respect the written word&quot;<br /> &quot;What ever you are, be a good one&quot;