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By The.Beirded.Turkey PLATINUM
Midlothian, Illinois

He Saw Her From Afar, He Didn't Know What To Say. She Saw Him Down The Bar, She Decided To Go Say Hey. He Didn't Know What To Do, He Said His Name Was Bill. S...
The.Beirded.Turkey PLATINUM, Midlothian, Illinois
36 articles 2 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
Dr. Martin Luther King Is Not A Black Hero, He&#039;s An AMERICAN Hero. ~Morgan Freeman<br /> An Eye For An Eye Ends Up Making The Whole World Blind. ~Mahatma Gandhi


#455162 Poetry
By ArishaI SILVER
Shah Alam, Selangor, Other
ArishaI SILVER, Shah Alam, Selangor, Other
7 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#455163 Poetry
By Anonymous
#455164 Poetry
By Anonymous
#455165 Poetry
By wdickinson GOLD
Fredericksburg, Virginia
wdickinson GOLD, Fredericksburg, Virginia
10 articles 0 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
I was working on the proof of one of my poems all the morning, and took out a comma. In the afternoon I put it back again. <br /> -Oscar Wilde

#455166 Poetry
By NaiNelson PLATINUM
Bellevue, Washington
NaiNelson PLATINUM, Bellevue, Washington
36 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
Change in life is never easy, but you have to learn to deal with it because life doesn&#039;t slow down for stragglers.

#455167 Poetry
By Amanda deBerardinis GOLD
San Diego, California
Amanda deBerardinis GOLD, San Diego, California
18 articles 1 photo 0 comments
#455168 Poetry
By SpainishW PLATINUM
Hartland, Wisconsin
SpainishW PLATINUM, Hartland, Wisconsin
24 articles 0 photos 0 comments
#455169 Poetry
By Anonymous
#455170 Poetry
Kaylarebekah131719 PLATINUM, McDonough, Georgia
21 articles 0 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
*(ending to Faith) I told myself that, if I avoided him at all costs, I&#039;d be okay; so I did, and I was, and he never game back.<br /> * More than we rely on other people, we rely on other peoples ignorance.<br /> *Just a little thank you, to all the morons that led me to learning to write well; you are the razors of the pen that draws the blood I write with. I owe it all to your mistakes.