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#1591voted by our readers
By GingerMonk PLATINUM
Lowell, Michigan

I can never give you what you want Even if you beg No matter how much you taunt I still have these shackles on my legs You asked me for the stars But all I have is the dirt...
GingerMonk PLATINUM, Lowell, Michigan
20 articles 0 photos 11 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;I became insane with long intervals of horrible sanity...&quot;<br /> -Edgar Allen Poe


#1592 Poetry
By LiveForTheMoments SILVER
Queen Creek, Arizona
LiveForTheMoments SILVER, Queen Creek, Arizona
7 articles 0 photos 26 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;You are who you are, because of the artist who put you together.&quot;

#1593 Poetry
By FlowerPower98 SILVER
Colorado Springs, Colorado
FlowerPower98 SILVER, Colorado Springs, Colorado
9 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
To the world you may be just one person, but to one person you may be the world.<br /> - Josephine Billings

MoonlightRepresentive BRONZE, Riga, Other
4 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
&quot;Not all those who wander are lost.&quot; <br /> -J.R.R. Tolkien

#1595 Poetry
By SampsonAtHeart SILVER
Hershey, Pennsylvania
SampsonAtHeart SILVER, Hershey, Pennsylvania
5 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
"Never let the fear of striking out, keep you from playing the game."

#1596 Poetry
By Hbkooy PLATINUM
Champaign, Illinois
Hbkooy PLATINUM, Champaign, Illinois
49 articles 24 photos 20 comments
#1597 Poetry
By annaclarese BRONZE
Sylvan Lake, Other
annaclarese BRONZE, Sylvan Lake, Other
4 articles 1 photo 0 comments
#1598 Poetry
By dsc1155 SILVER
Murrells Inlet, South Carolina
dsc1155 SILVER, Murrells Inlet, South Carolina
9 articles 2 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
LOITERING with a vacant eye<br /> Along the Grecian gallery,<br /> <br /> And brooding on my heavy ill,<br /> <br /> I met a statue standing still.<br /> <br /> Still in marble stone stood he,<br /> And stedfastly he looked at me.<br /> <br /> &lsquo;Well met,&rsquo; I thought the look would say,<br /> <br /> &lsquo;We both were fashioned far away;<br /> <br /> We neither knew, when we were young,<br /> <br /> These Londoners we live among.&rsquo;<br /> <br /> <br /> Still he stood and eyed me hard,<br /> <br /> An earnest and a grave regard:<br /> <br /> &lsquo;What, lad, drooping with your lot?<br /> <br /> I too would be where I am not.<br /> <br /> I too survey that endless line<br /> Of men whose thoughts are not as mine.<br /> <br /> Years, ere you stood up from rest,<br /> <br /> On my neck the collar prest;<br /> <br /> Years, when you lay down your ill,<br /> <br /> I shall stand and bear it still.<br /> Courage, lad, &rsquo;tis not for long:<br /> <br /> Stand, quit you like stone, be strong.&rsquo;<br /> <br /> So I thought his look would say;<br /> <br /> And light on me my trouble lay,<br /> <br /> And I slept out in flesh and bone<br /> Manful like the man of stone.<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> -A.E. Housman

#1599 Poetry
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#1600 Poetry
By jessieduplantis BRONZE
Slidell, Louisiana
jessieduplantis BRONZE, Slidell, Louisiana
1 article 0 photos 0 comments