Young Writers Society

In the center of the broken-heart city A radiant woman of the night comes to be. Out of the mist of the complex "red light" District there comes a femme ...

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Our Endless, Numbered Days: a mix for Freak [by Snoink] This is the second fanmix I’ve made for Freak. There are three parts to this mix, somewhat correlating to the ...

tell me the truth tell me the truth: nothing but it; nothing but it please, and i dare you— i double-dare you—to tell me the truth, and nothing but: nothing. ...

Raspberry skies floating above each day Shining golden in the sun But could take an ominous turn Just like a person more importantly a son. Damsels strutting through the corridors ...

My green belt Tae Kwon Do promotion. "Come on everybody, pull your cards and get in line!" a tall mans shouts. "Let's start with white belt form!" Long stance low ...

I struggled with this chapter, quite a lot, to be honest, so I need all the help I can get. Happy Reading! ___________________ Chapter Four After the guests of Everlancor ...

This is technically a "fan poem", but I don't think it would go under Fan Fiction? Maybe Dramatic Poetry? This is my first completed poem that I'm not completely embarrassed ...

Toxic I paint my nails with lipstick Cover my lips in Sharpie Drink fermented acid Bathe in liquid dish soap My whole life I've been swimming in fear So it ...

Well I reread the whole thing and I edited. I really tried to correct all the tenses and "talking heads" as Stella calls them. If you find anymore could you ...

Thank you summer. Thank god for summer, Balmy beauty makes me feel so fine Bright sunshine seems never ending, Could lie still for ever, Just watching the cotton bud clouds, ...

I tried to cut this in half again, because I know it's a long time to be looking at a computer screen, but I really couldn't find a good spot. ...

Candle lit fires Stars in the sky The sun in the morning A carousel in the moonlight Dreams upon a mountain Animals that speak Buds that bloom in the winter ...

The End or Scenes from Armageddon the evening sky is littered with the husks of broken ships forever lost to the rough and windy seas of the night. and as ...

(Once again, I am not sure how to punctuate it, so I would really appreciate some feedback on that, especially for the first stanza. Thank you for reading!) (edited) Hatred ...