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			<title>here i am again  </title>
			<description>seems only time i am troubleam i here on my writers cafethis is a place to express my depressionseems death has caught up to me againi am touched wit death againi feel it hurt deep insidei feel i should feel morebut my sorrow is numbgrief strikes as i cant believe itthen i start realizing what was i..</description>
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			<title>cleavage</title>
			<description>what yo think pro condo yo get turned on by nothing just yawnas a wicked lady would show shadyjst a bit of spaceas many ladies showits nothing to knowso why do yo look at nothingin south africa there is even a national dayfor showin nothing jay</description>
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			<title>love hurts so why do i keep steppin into it</title>
			<description>the intensity of the painits so high i dont think dont think i can standthe pain stabs deepWhy does the one we love so much doesnt know suchhow much we love themmaybe its they have in mindno matter what ever they dothey know we cannot let them golike air itself i cannot b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/439460/</link>
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			<title>On pain of death</title>
			<description>rank of a poet is well knowndeath is ma friend not a fiend do long for my friend if not for the painmany embrace their pain to find friend of deathonly to call him fiendthey just dont know the friend he can bebeyond the pain the life is goneno more pain no more hurt just no mor..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/437175/</link>
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			<title>why you so obsessed with me</title>
			<description>she calls me her starbut she is the shinethat makes me twinkleto tell her i miss her so muchbe like missing air itselfthings i cannot speak ofto miss her beautiful facelike the food to keep me goingkeep me alive to worship her eyesi know Mariah lost her mind am not wastin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/437090/</link>
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			<title>Am a kin to music</title>
			<description>wat ? a world without musicmy entire existence is to a beatif world is without music sweetwould i still hear music in my headwould i no longer produce musicmusic from da thin airnoises that peeps see as noisesi perceive as music to my earsuch a world would be so dullthen i beca..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/394248/</link>
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			<title>having my demons</title>
			<description>i remember of not so distant pasti was found hiding under my coversvery deep in the night with only nightlightthe nightlight kept the monsters awaybut felt they would possess my toysheard all the noises at night as footfallsas i was to grow the noises became quieterbut they were ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/347566/</link>
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			<title>there are rude peeps even here</title>
			<description>i never met anyone on this site before that was as mean and rude that this person was&amp;nbsp;~FatalityWriter467http://www.writerscafe.org/writers/donnycat/his review was stated thus:Lizards do not cry and I do not appreciate your distortion of facts. Also if you could see me I ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/347399/</link>
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			<title>to ma lov as a love poem</title>
			<description>Time doesnt wait.if you think you might have found the right one,treasure the person,dont let that person get away.dont let fear hold you back.give it a try else you might regret later...&amp;quot;no one other than ourselves knowwhat can truely make us happy.&amp;quot;this above is not m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/346945/</link>
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			<title>your happiness is my desire</title>
			<description>your happiness is my desirewhen i see you with anothermy heart feels heavywhen i want to be the otherits my hearts desirei know you want to feel completemy only wish i could competei know i can make you happyi would shower you in giftsi want you to be happyonly then i'm hap..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/343346/</link>
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			<title>country club</title>
			<description>what you want in girlsif you want corn fedi'm not your girlGreen fields for miles an' milesmy a*s is class, not hands in the dirtnot country on the radio dialthis lady dance hip hop around the diali wear the diamond earrings, rings on the toesno i am not corn fednot lacking i..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/331986/</link>
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			<title>begging caress</title>
			<description>in answer to him tony &quot;she wants it&quot;</description>
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			<title>never put that fire out</title>
			<description>never put that fire outwhen an intimate relationshiphas cooled can a best friend be madewhen i meet my best frienddo i want to feel intimacy mostfriendship, can the reverse happencan intimacy be cooledwhen it was so hot in the first placeknew the right buttons to pushwe could..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/330978/</link>
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			<title>edge to prove</title>
			<description>i speak of two edgesone that i lost and thatof another that is pushedthe one that is pushed is the most dangerousof which you can go overdoes one cause the otherknown of the losses iswhat that pushes the othernot talkin of lovers losteven as i speak is thatcan be the ca..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/326808/</link>
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			<title>the eyes have it</title>
			<description>love can hurt so badyou want to be one so be the one you loveto merge with that n be onelove can hurt so badyou want never to partso you love its yourselfseeming strange to familiarlove can hurt so badlooking into the eyeswant to be so much partso much part of those eyes..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/326136/</link>
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			<title>to remain secret</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;such beauty i never knew existednot many words can say all thats saidits to sum up what i feel for someonemy secret admirer i can not allow to knowbut it sums up my heart that i can not saythat he never know cause i know of his loveshis loves are many, more than i can bearbut..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/324482/</link>
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			<title>real life</title>
			<description> life is misery and death can only deliver youi hate men and boysare worst than everlove always hurts and my savior isthe reaper i shall be heard during my last scream of deathdarkness is welcomed at lastShroud to be my bedspreadand it will cover my secretsmy curse will be a ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/324289/</link>
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			<title>Haiku on fubar</title>
			<description>i died silent in fallas it seems cause i dont talkgone offline forever</description>
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			<title>deleting friends</title>
			<description>i think on deleting friends (never) i think on me sometimes i maybe  think that i maybe busy with life i think that i may need to restore reality and ignore my fantasy i may dream in my fantasy i dream that am a famous too famous to be busy with friends when that is, my friends are..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/319541/</link>
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			<title>winter depression is mine</title>
			<description>ash fall is soon to be covered in blanket of whitethe white warmsthe ground from temperatures below freezingtemperatures dropbut not noticed belowcause of the warming blanketto be cozy in the freezing warmthas the temperatures dropinto the subfreezing&amp;nbsp; crystals&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/319320/</link>
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			<title>teardrop in the rain</title>
			<description>whether there tears of happyness or tears of sadness there is life in the tears... and some days some rain must fall</description>
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			<title>Prettyboi</title>
			<description>thanks to Kat-Marie Bert&amp;#2013265935; for her poem of pretty boy</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/317463/</link>
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			<title>Tears for Bernie Mac</title>
			<description>a teardrop what ever makes me crywhats it mean confused with these tearswatching Bernie Mac am laughing so hardthe tears are flowing but again tears are flowingtears does mean two thingshe has always made me cryfrom laughing so hard i cant seenow i never see him no moethat does c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/316753/</link>
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			<title>haiku poetry  gone bye</title>
			<description>haiku is style of poems consisting 3 lines with syllable count of 5-7-5
haiku in japanese has be easier cause each Hiragana is one syllable</description>
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			<title>love is my savior</title>
			<description>i stand at the edgestaring into the waterdare i step over the railto stand nearer to end this dispairoh i step over the railso much closerto the bliss of no morethe water is so invitingto lure me into nothingnesswhy can't i just let gojust a few fingers hold me lett..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/302260/</link>
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			<title>only exist in memory</title>
			<description>what is it like to dieto be wiped from existencedont you always wonderas i seen when a frienddeleted herself from myspaceit is like dying never to beas she did her photo becamea photo of this person did notupload a picture just a blankshe did this in the morningby the late ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/299492/</link>
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			<title>what is in a voice</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;so is it when a woman finds her voiceas it is when my cousin who finds hersno more do i find bruises around her wristsshe found her voice when he tried abusing meshe seen how fast he can sport a broken nose for he never knew a father taught his daughter well&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/295483/</link>
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			<title>sad comfort</title>
			<description>am so ugly when i cryi dont want to cryit hurt so muchi can be sad if i tryi know i walk a fine linebetween depressionits sad but its minewant to hear me whinei block out all who cheer mecheer me up with a shopping spreeno i wallow in my sadnesswhen someone tries i flee..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/294817/</link>
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			<title>rain is another emotion</title>
			<description>i love the raini wish it would rainall the timei miss the rainin the philippinesthe rain is warmeasily sit in the rainfor in the raini can hid my tearsno one to knowno one to feel sadcause i'm feeling sad</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/294282/</link>
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			<title>this more like a blog than a poem</title>
			<description>i know i have been awful latelyi know i'm only thinkin of myselfi know i'm wallowing in my depressioni know so many trying to help mebut i just dont feel like talking about iti know i'm just causing the moodi know i must get out of my moodbut i just want lounge around in my lonely fe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/294278/</link>
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			<title>dreams of the yester years</title>
			<description>i have been feeling very lonely latelyit makes me think of a very dear onewas always there when i was lonelyi miss them very much when i feelam feeling so lonely now missingmissing my very very dear one remember when i wasnt so lonelywhen they were there for memy heart is tor..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/294163/</link>
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			<title>i carry your heart with me by E. E. Cummings</title>
			<description>i know this a site for writers to write their own stuff but i felt this so beautiful .. *i know i dint write it*  i felt the need to post it on my site.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/272799/</link>
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			<title>a boi broken</title>
			<description>subject:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a boi brokendis poem be bout uh broken heartdis ho wuz mad beautystricken ma peeps blind ta all othersdey say virginia iz fo' loversnow she mad crazy fo' anotherall canist watch ma heart fall awayah keeps ma admire secret too longnow she nahh lokin fo' ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/268773/</link>
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			<title>She is not broken</title>
			<description>I don&amp;rsquo;t know whyBut I did meet someoneI knew I was not to gain sexNot even to gain friendshipI met this girl from the worst placeBut it seem innocent enoughMet a bodyguard at the doorMy dad wasn&amp;rsquo;t sure to leave me aloneThe girl in the picture was not herBut it w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/257727/</link>
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			<title>The affect of suffering</title>
			<description>Once was a fellow&amp;nbsp; strong and roughBecome that way cause of his name Mother is was like johnny cashAnd named his boy laurie not sueBoy grew up hating his motherThis boy grew up strong Fights were an every day thingBroken noses and bones wereThe boy into a man still hates..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/253563/</link>
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			<title>Who am I</title>
			<description>Look at me nowYou may not seeWho I really amYou never knew meYou only see the beautyIt is only a mask which to foolWho am I reallyYou don&amp;rsquo;t know meI hide behind the maskFor those I don&amp;rsquo;t knowI pretend I&amp;rsquo;m someone elseWho am I insideI must be secret..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/252064/</link>
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			<title>strangers in the moonlight</title>
			<description>Lovers of the nightThe quality of the dream Always been free flowingAlways to be victims of the nightSuck the life blood of my loveTo feel your touch upon my silky skinWhen I open my eyes I find it is only my handWhich is touching my smooth skinIn my mind I&amp;rsquo;m beggin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/250820/</link>
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			<title>the fire kept us apart</title>
			<description>I felt the flames of your loveMy butt has third degreeStill feel the heat on my back The pain I feel in my buttI almost got awayI know I am applying ointmentTo my butt that got burntThe intensity of the flamesForced me to runAnd run away I did No matter how far I getI sti..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/250074/</link>
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			<title>Devotion (I love you)</title>
			<description>If it werent for youI werent to know love at allYou taught me all about loveYou have become My beacon for loveA shining light of loveI visualize your lipsMoving to tell me That you love meVisualizing your lipsWhispering thatI love youIf we were to break upI know I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/248871/</link>
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			<title>Can it get worst</title>
			<description>is this to be a dear john letter</description>
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			<title>Does the heart grow fonder</title>
			<description>I don&amp;rsquo;t know whyI found it hard to say the wordsWith you near But you, when afar I see you as vividly as you were near &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/247984/</link>
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			<title>Lost in the box</title>
			<description>There I stood there naked as a little girl. The lack of hair made me look so much like a little girl. I think that was he could not stand it any longer cause he approach me for a closer look of my feminine beauty. I felt the light caressing of my flesh. Each step back he approach on each step. I bac..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/246479/</link>
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			<title>The meeting</title>
			<description>It has been a long time since I met a ship. I can remember as a little girl, my mom and my little brother and I would meet my dad as it slipped into its place beside the pier. There would be a fan fair of music.Noises and smells were the same, but I was meeting not my dad but someone different m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/246477/</link>
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			<title>a book</title>
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			<title>Most Unlikely Dragonslayer</title>
			<description>Oh dragonslayer or those who would be. Such is the story of most unlikely dragonslayer. As it would be I am such a person, but it was not to be as it started. As I was selected to be a feast for the dragon.As a would be dragonslayer came along to slay this dragon. I was cut loose so that I m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/246461/</link>
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			<title>Most Unlikely Dragonslayer</title>
			<description>Oh dear dragonslayer or those who would be such is the story most unlikely dragonslayeras it would be i am such a personit was not to be as it startedas i was selected to be a feast for the dragonas a would-be dragonslayer came to slay this dragon i was cut loose so tha..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/245637/</link>
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			<title>control depression</title>
			<description>What can I do to myselfto bring me out of depressionDepression will become a diseaseA disease that plays on itselfOnly that person depressedCan bring themselves outYou must make up your ownIts your own mind that controlsNo one else should set youLet no one else control yo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/244186/</link>
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			<title>Don&amp;#2013266066;t want hurt anymore</title>
			<description>I feel that love hurtsIt always hurts Everyone feels love hurtsFeeling highs with loveI feel the highs during sexBut life would be so boring&amp;nbsp; Life would be so boring Not to love it would be easierBut world without loveNo love in the world would easierNo one would h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cece757/243794/</link>
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			<title>Tribute to My Special Navy Man</title>
			<description>I was much a part of the NavyAs my dad, I spend much of my timeSitting on the shore on days it was too coolTo be on the beach for funI was there sitting in the sandCause it was in walking distanceI know my dad was there someplaceAt sea he spend for the NavyI was caught many t..</description>
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			<title>Am I to dream</title>
			<description>Now we have had such time apartI thought of our time togetherWhen I thought I had felt such pleasureYou showed me more&amp;nbsp; my memories will not fadeI remember the most When we lay in bed togetherWe are too exhausted for moreWe just cuddle and sleptRemember our first night o..</description>
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