Young Writers Society

He says don’t worry as she says goodbye.
Her pace is hurried while his is denied.
His look is his last and her look was her own.
His hair is hung as her hair is thrown.

She had another while he had his one.
Her heart beat like feathers his heart weighed a ton.
She said I’m sorry so he gave her credit
He meant it, she dreamt it. He gave her, she kept it.

She clung to her other while he clung to pens.
She looked at beginnings and he looked at ends.
She lost her old life as he lost his mind.
She tried to be happy, he tried to be kind.

He hoped for survival she promised just that.
She lied when she wept, he never lied back.
His memories are faded, of her no one knows.
She broke it, he made it. She lost it, he grows.

ooh, i like this one better than your other one. It flows much better, and the theme is much clearer. Yeah...s'good. Nice one.

The other song is is a wild fast screaming punk song.
In all reality i shouldnt have posted it cause its generally nonsense without the music.

This one though I wrote poetically and completely undependant upon any music.
Its also my personal favourite of anythign as such I've done to date.