http://slow.writerscafe.org/saintlytruth The original writings of author The realest en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776142882 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 It was a crowded roombutthen again.... it always is. The smell of cheap cigars and even cheaper booze lingers..up and down. The type of place you could walk into decentand come out nickel and diming or worse. Yeah there was always worse. The two bit pimp t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saintlytruth/278379/ A great night with a great girl who broke my heart. not to long after this poem was written to have loved and lost? yeah what the f**k ever http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saintlytruth/271774/    Standing in the rain... "I like it here" Dripping Condensation radiating through my souls vibrationsPassing Faces, but they all look the same, Swollen hearts with nothing to tameOriginality Flows likeRainIn the gutter "She is waitin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saintlytruth/263628/    So....The smoke cleared and I....I was left standing rock solid and bound by earth Breathless from dodging blowsEven though few landedRoaming amongst the lost, that which is my curse (shudder/Quiver/Shiver) "May i steal your sanity for a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saintlytruth/259040/ free write on an insominac night http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/saintlytruth/258878/