Young Writers Society

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What is my greatest fear?

A young man is tested, to his limits, by loss and by faith. In the end, when all else has failed, will he prevail?

Just late night thoughts....

i just can't believe they're making another one.

1st blackout poem of ever

You made me cry and then yelled at me for crying.

but how 'bout them pl0t tw!sts?

In a foreign country, you were the first one I met who spoke my language.

home is where the haunt is

It's as if I am Atlas.

Sometimes tears are only tears. Sunsets are only sunsets. And my freckles are not a map of constellations that will help me find you again.

all I did was apologize for getting blood on her carpet.

poems

The Wanderer had been traveling all her life, with no destination. Then came the day when everything changed.