http://slow.writerscafe.org/livemorbidia The original writings of author livemorbidia en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776206191 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I've held this inside for so long I bursting at the seamsI love you so much that it's killing meYour beauty has no bounds, neither does your wisdomYou make me laugh, you make me smile, you make me numbWe were made for eachother, how many cliches must I sayTo have you beside me by the end.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livemorbidia/234047/ A poem to the girl I love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livemorbidia/234017/ Unfinished, I just wanted to see what people thought so far. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livemorbidia/233992/ song... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livemorbidia/231929/ so much pain without a tangible touch,only emotion in such a voidlost in translation,never overjoyedanother disease you try to kill,but never do you hear my willso I spill the blood in my half empty cup,and come to find its never enough......what luck, to be left behindsearching fo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livemorbidia/223004/ Rape my mind to find emotion insideMemories broken and slowly declineDreaming of death or better daysTry to escape this mental hazeDusk would arise defeating the dawnLeading me into your soulFrom that moment on your breath had me drawnTo worship that voice of passionate coldRaven.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livemorbidia/223001/ A hand outstretchedThe fingers clinchTo grip at a feeble answerto a question on every one's mindBut we come to find no answercan ever truly comfort usSo with trembling lips and bloodshot eyesWe call out to our maker who ever they may beJust to hear them say itBut with ears open we .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livemorbidia/222999/ the landscape fades as night approachessilence sets the scene to occurin this moment she lies in waitof the hour that judgement shall pass apon herthe crimes she has bestowed on her shouldersrelived in detail by haunted memoryshe knows of this betrayal welland cries for comfort in agon.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/livemorbidia/222994/