http://slow.writerscafe.org/l-amber The original writings of author Lauren Amber en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776060425 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 "I'm late, late, late, late...late..I suck, I am such an idiot...", she repeated to herself, assuring herself of her mistakes.  She really was late.  Extremely late, actually.  Her iPod read nine o' clock as she cursed herself for taking the regular 7 train instead of the 7 .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/l-amber/286675/ Things are not always what they seem! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/l-amber/286626/ A gut feelingTo sidestep the false attempts of maintaining the genuinity of a friendshipMerely an acquaintance-a wolf in sheeps clothingSoft to the touch-as soft as the blood that drips from a stabwound in your back  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/l-amber/286169/ Progression is a little depressing.To leave behind familiarity to pursue your dreams is pretty scary.To live life for love, once burned, you can't help but be twice as wary.This doesn't mean I have lost my faith, nor have I lost my trust.I am actually stronger than before; I have more faith .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/l-amber/286168/ We fear what we know, and what we've lost.In a journey for respect to be discovered, we have lost all of our players to the opposing teamAnd whereas gracious attitudes should be lined up waitingWe have nothing but bitter coldness sweeping the linesA brown leaf speckled with red who still has.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/l-amber/286166/ Achieving perfection Burning stomachs, hazardous mindsWho knew to our own selves we'd be so vindictiveEmpty stomachs, powerful minds We danced around the fire with the smell of successUntil we were thrown in and burnt to a crispOur bones crumbled underneath our ratty clothes.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/l-amber/286163/ Long lost is my determination.Nonextistant is my inspiration.Dreams are crushed by aggrivation.Of my mind, I cannot find,The strength to keep myself collected.The time to give my nerves a rest.The heart to do whats really best.For my mentality; to salvage my sanity.Unbeknowst to me i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/l-amber/286160/