http://slow.writerscafe.org/LaVercia The original writings of author Renee Porter en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776069720 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 His Eyes As I looked into his eyes I didn’t feel the same,As I gazed into his eyes I couldn’t believe that it was realAs I watched his eyes watching mine I didn’t believe I was doing it,His eyes are so beautiful and deep,As I looked into his eyes my time stayed.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LaVercia/287205/ Im sorry my sweet heart, For all I have done to you.Im sorry my sweet heart,For the pain I put you through.Im sorry my sweet heart,For hurting you over and over again.I’m sorry my sweet heart,For causing so many problems.Im sorry my sweet heart,For loving and leaving you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LaVercia/239251/ I’m from a life full of pain and love, from projects to nice houses, the love of my family and friends. I’m from a church family full of love, with kids I grew up with and love to death.I’m from a family where my daddy left me, now my cousins and uncles are like my daddy’.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LaVercia/239250/ I cry with my heart.A song of sorrow and beautiful trees. My soul reaches out to you, like a baby reaches out to its mother when it’s in wanting, and waits for you to respond.I cry a song of wonder. Wondering if my life would be the same if you didn’t exist. What my life is lik.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LaVercia/239249/ What is this thing I call love?The distance between us does not matter as long as our love is strong.We have not been together since we got together, but our love is so strong.I can’t believe you told me I don’t love you, that hurted the most, why did you say that?Baby I do, I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LaVercia/239248/ F**k you b***h, don’t talk to me ever again, is what he said to me. Everything that I loved about that man just went away, my eyes filled up with tears ready to let loose. What the f**k… I thought he loved me? Why would he call me out my name? I don’t understand anything at this m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LaVercia/239245/ It’s the physical, mentally, emotional stress that I go through to put my hearth back out on the line for you. The fact that my pain is concealed deep in my soul doesn’t mean its not there. The aggravation of me mindlessly thinking there isn’t one man in this world that can’t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LaVercia/239244/ something i wrote when my cousin got killed about a week before Christmas 2007 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LaVercia/239242/ a poem about my ex.... i wrote it when we was together http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LaVercia/239240/