Young Writers Society

Funny how some dreams come true, What matters is that they do- Funny how I feel for you, When I look into your eyes... I'm stepping out, Into a brand ...

one of my best friends is moving to San Francisco on the 10th, this was inspired by what we've shared. ...

There is a ghost on my back following me watching my every move forceing me to rember my wors memories. ...

sprinkles of saturday rain slip down onto our shoulders like pricks of mots Parisien. thickly muscled yells cut through the ...

Read DQ's "End of all Hope, Beginning of Eternal Sadness," before this, if you haven't already. I kind of just ...

i wrote this when i was really, really depressed...... End of all Hope, Beginning of Eternal Sadness He tries to ...

Dreaming of something more appropriate Like Van Gogh’s Starry Night or Proserpine’s Garden Than Mimicking Diego Rivera in Times Square ...

City lit by firefliesLightning bugs of commerceFloating along the sky line It’s a city full of sparkling lights That inhabits ...

C’est un jour de petites merveilles [This is a day of little wonders] A Cigarettes burning at both ends kind ...

Paris is une vest l'égère which is silkypurple, chocolatebrown, creamybrick. laughing with a synthetique blonde flirt just makes me want ...

flood, selfish thoughts and wishes, just a flash of name gives desire. attach perverted thoughts for such a small infatuation. ...

To The Sound Of Tuesday The twilight forced itself on the surroundings, and paper was the resistance. Lighting a fire ...

i frown as the purple late-night sky moves above, my tongue moves along the roof of my mouth, as through ...

will dirty hands pretend nothing had happened?under whose banner shall i manifest?by what way shall i decide the atavistic question, ...

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