Love is the idea that you can't live without them.
That they are the dam to your river...
The life when you're no longer living.
The hopefuls when you're hopeless.
Your loves sew you up,
Or rip you down
In the end.
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The Connecticut Writing Project Young Writers have their own e-anthology of their work. Enjoy!
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- Love
- Music
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- Famous First Lines
- I've hoped more times than you've counted
- I Was a Person
- What it's ;ike living in Hingham, Mass
- Touching Me, Touching You
- Coming Back
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- I Was a Person
- Put yourself in a picture
- I remember
- Not finished yet but just thot i'd post it
- You can't choreograph life
- Memories
- There
- theatre
- It was a happy thing, That cannot be denied No one...
- If my life were a sport...
- If my life were a sport....
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- The Road Not Taken
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1 comment:
awww this reminds me of danny boy lol
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