Young Writers Society

You took my perfect picture, And tore it all apart, Reached inside my chest, And crushed my precious heart. Opened ...

The darkness is closing in, Theres no way out, No little fire escape out of my mind. I don't remember ...

He is as the cluster of camphire as the rows of jewels, as a chain of gold, He is her ...

In the midst of corruption Where there seems to be no perfection Where the rich riles the poor And the ...

I don't know what I ever did I never meant to do a thing I never meant to crush you ...

there are tiny red scars on the insides of my arm it's hard to tell why. rolling back my sleeve ...

I wrote this about five minutes ago so it probably isn't too good... Is that what you wish to be? ...

I'm not sure if this is lyrics or poetry. how many times do i have to fall before she realises ...

wow. neuf like pont neuf (meaning new but i guess in this case new and nine mean the same thing). ...

Four years old Standing on the cliff edge Jumping off Wanting to fly And to fly forever and a day ...

You act like I'm nothing Call me in just to put me down Treat me like I can't hear you ...

I know I haven't been active in the literary forums for quite a while so after this I am going ...

This is the first version of a song I wrote about my dad. He died two and a half years ...

I wasn’t looking for what I found Obviously, since what I found was you. Upon entering this new round I ...

it's okay watching people trying to be arty with huge square white plates chicken drenched in cinammin ivory rice and ...