http://slow.writerscafe.org/8998 The original writings of author Raphh en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776038674 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Bottle of jack in one hand, I don't like beerBottle of rum in the other, burning out my earsDrinking my life away as if I live without fearI never watch the sun come up, cos I'm always too wastedAll of my memories, one by one are fading. To love or to be loved which is of greater im.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/8998/1028981/ Through these rose colored glasses of mineI see no evil, I see no lies.They shun my sight away from the ugly truth that i must face http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/8998/999820/ How do you mend what cant be fixedControl what can't be tamedListen to what can't be heardOr feel what can't be felt? Why is love never really on our side?Why does it mess us up with deceit and lies?Why are we suddenly blinded by its beauty?Why are we always asking, why me?&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/8998/997241/ My feelings manifested themselves in the eyes of a stranger. He went with what he perceived to be true and his judgement of me was correct as it worked out in his favour when we exchanged hellos; He could see that I was stuck with this never ending endeavour in finding a lover. I was enticed by this.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/8998/979407/