Young Writers Society

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Lesson to a son about what makes a real man

A poem about the present, the future and longing for the past.

A story of who she became.

GENIUS.

Looking at you Wishing I could say these things yet my words only come out in the form of poetry

Mistakes made cuasing soo much pain

A dig into nighttime feelings and sense of self, with a strong romantic tinge.

milk

Life only stops when you stop. Nothing will work until you try. No one will help you unless you help yourself.

Do you remember those sticky glow-in-the-dark stars from childhood?

I can hear the moths as they wish upon the stars

dedicated to yws

poetry

but i guess that doesnt matter now/judge my heart