Young Writers Society

look all around this is truly profound nothing i can see that truly reflects me except myself and i dont need the help of labels and classifications that will cause ...

someday i shall see who I'm ment to be but now i just ponder the thought of wander away from this place and stare them in the face tell them ...

I must find some way or time that will make me see somthing inside of me to make me strong and forever bond my love and life so i can ...

I see you in the air, like a snowflake so fair. delicate to the touch, I love you very much. Nothing can make me say, that I promise I will ...

It’s not cool to be popular anymore – ask anyone: if you’re pretty, you’re a bitch, if you wear make-up, you’re a slut, and don’t get me started on those ...

“Golden Bubbles” By K.J. Hascall 11/17/06 You look so different through the bottom of this empty glass, your head framed by the slick residue of beer and one golden bubble ...

I mock you! Watch me as I laugh! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Your insignificance repulses me! Ugh! You are ugly! Ah! You are dumb! Oh! You are laughable! I poke ...

This is really good, and i love it! I only think that this line: "Start with your cool lips lightly on my collarbone." seem to not really fit werll with ...

A hidden land of constant smiles, Resting within these crumpled walls of paper. Thousands of eyes squinted against the sun Because it never rains here. Sculpted lands of black and ...

A moth in a deathtrap, He flutters in wheels of zeal with the priestess on her knees, in praises raised to what is real and who can feel and what ...

High heels and miniskirts Never were my style. As for eyeshadow and nailpolish I'll put them on once in awhile. But to put them on every school day Would be ...

Into the depths of deciet we venture, Not considering the consequences, The truth is what we desire, what we long for. The lies polute the air in this place, Each ...

[/i] some of your kisses are tender, but those kisses have been; given, received, and delivered to others. I'm not a minority. As I melt into your arms. This kiss... ...

Fire Cinders

I was alone, until your whispers reached me through the wind. I was a lone-wolf, until you gently joined my pack. I never imagined that someone so... special could fill ...