http://slow.writerscafe.org/brayden43 The original writings of author Brandon Lee Burton en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776097983 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 they say the eyes are the windows to the soul... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brayden43/906574/ Wrote this when i was a senior in high school http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brayden43/811997/ Release http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brayden43/796129/ memories flood back, anytime i look around i see her, i feel things, emotions run on high, longing and desire to be hers, wishing i could go back in time, correct things, make wrongs done into right, make choices the way i shouldve, i want to feel like i did when we were together, wanted, needed, an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brayden43/791014/   http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brayden43/427846/ description will come soon :P http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brayden43/427824/ for the please explain contest, picture 6 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brayden43/424998/ a realization of a mess up http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brayden43/424104/ just a random descriptive poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brayden43/424101/ It lies deep within her eyes... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brayden43/424100/ nothing can describe the pain of a hole in the heart you cant seem to fill http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brayden43/423238/ this is a re-write of my old poem by the same name, it got deleted in the writerscafe.org server delete. was my best and most well written, so i hope to recapture what it once held, once again http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brayden43/420400/ my Achilles, my one weakness, my kryptonite, is a girl, she says smile, i smile, willing or not, i cant control myself, she has control over me, in everyway, i have tried to push her away i have tried to let go of the feelings, the emotions, to no avail, i can not, she has the power, the influence t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brayden43/419896/ With the voice of an angel, speaking softly to me in the night, sweet nothings exchanging, the feeling of your body next to mine, your hair all around me, your hand in mine, our eyes locked, cuddled up close with soft sound of Back At One in the backround, small soft kisses taking the days stress aw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brayden43/374160/ i dont get it... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brayden43/367801/ after all the hurt and pain, the sorrow and heartache, ive still managed to put my heart back together and it has slowly healed, except one piece, the piece in which that one person, the only one, may put a piece of their heart to perfectly fit me, but who is the one with the right piece? or who wou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brayden43/365845/ you thought you knew me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brayden43/350747/ Just look up please one last glanceDo you see it there in the enclosing abyssreaching out for you above your head?It's reaching for you before you slip awayBefore you die and lose all hope of ever living and loving againYou say this hope is nonexistant anymoreBut as I search the frigid.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brayden43/350185/ the biggest party the sweetness upon your lips, as you dive back into your bag, what can you say? your 8 years old and its your favorite day, you dress in elaborate costumes, only once each year, you dawn a new face, hoping someone will be amazed, wow what a costume you have this year, lets see if.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brayden43/308391/