http://slow.writerscafe.org/theabbotspeaks The original writings of author GC en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776006513 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Sometimes we think we are walking the hardest roadTired of the struggles and downfallSo we choose what we think is the easiest solutionWhen really, that’s not a solution at allMaybe there are no roads and we’re just floating around in spaceOr two boats, by chance, passing on the open sea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theabbotspeaks/2131769/ My heart is a house I built it from the ground It contains all the feelings and memories that I found I choose what stays And I choose what goes And when I find love, my dear That's when my house grows The day that I met you I built a new room Filled it with .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theabbotspeaks/2131536/ Branches dance wildly Beckoned by the wind Yearning to break free Stuck to the trunk from which they sprouted They will only taste freedom when they snapWhen they do, they can never go back http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theabbotspeaks/2130568/ kindle crackles as the sun sets on ussomehow tonight feels differentyou won't look me in the eyesunderneath the stars and yet there is no lightsay my name one last timehow the words fail to escape your lipsare you still here with me?inside my head, you aremaybe it's hope that keeps me aliveit doesn'.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theabbotspeaks/2128652/ Sitting on the cliff between you and I Our memories form a misty shroud We are both gazing at the same sky But never again at the same cloud I came here to take a leap on my own But that was before I met you You left me here with my decision Never once tried to c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theabbotspeaks/2128572/ Unlikely discoveries in a place you’d never lookA story that you’d normally find in a bookThe human condition bared on each pageDay after day we get on a stageThere is no script, we're forced to improviseThe audience is restless to nobody's surpriseCan a performance be genuine? 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Something I did?Tell me darling, tell meHow do I go back to being your special man?You live life with no regretsYou say that you won't f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theabbotspeaks/2127421/ Inches grow to miles, tea fades with sipsTears from my heart wash your kiss from my lipsClouds beneath me, emptiness aboveYet I'm crushed with the realization that I'll never feel loveBuilding monuments takes time But without care, they crumble apart For now I'll keep giving you my timeSo .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theabbotspeaks/2123996/ Subtle hums from the street below A lullaby for my weary soul I imagine your breaths as you dream away I count each one till the next day The ocean separates our bodies Mountains grow where I didn't foresee We plant a tree but will it flower? 2am is the loneliest h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theabbotspeaks/2123470/ I have so many thoughts in my head,And I know that you do too.I fill the empty space with everything that you've said,But how much thinking of me do you do?It's 2am in a land too far away from me.I've checked my phone forty times too many.While you rest for the night I struggle through my day.Waitin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theabbotspeaks/2116372/ The obstacles of being a minority http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theabbotspeaks/260338/ A Conversation I had with a Santa Bot via AIM http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theabbotspeaks/260307/ A little song I wrote for a class back in high school http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theabbotspeaks/260302/ When it comes down to it, what is the point of cheating anyway? Is it really so necessary for you to risk your own integrity to pass that test, win that game, or score the extra notch on the ol' man-belt? Can cheating ever be considered unselfish, honorable even? I guess we all do it one way or anot.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theabbotspeaks/260262/ Ah, entitlement. Somehow it fits in so well with those misguided chasers of the American Dream. The flawed belief that your geographic location determines how much you're entitled to. This land of opportunity is certainly one that my family and I have much to be appreciative for. After all, after me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theabbotspeaks/260261/ Let's be clear on this. I hold the door open for women because they are people, not because they are women. Not because I'm trying to be chivalrous. No, I do it as a courtesy to all people directly behind me who share the common goal of passing through this here doorway. 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