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Young Writers Society


Sins


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Skins

I like poetry, walking along the beach while the moonlight shines upon my soul, drawing rainbows and poking dead things with sticks. If you want to know anymore about me, just give me a nudge on my wall. And remember, if I don't see you through the week I'll see you through the window.


Occupation

Student

Website

http://societykilledtheinnocent.tumblr.com/


“Hope” is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all -
— Emily Dickinson