http://slow.writerscafe.org/ksarabey The original writings of author Khalil Sarabey en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776201059 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 As I swallow another sip of your poisonMy tears betray me to seek your shadowAnd there it is, trapped within a prisonWhere their voices lead and your steps follow As I forced my feet to hit the groundMy heart froze to catch the soundOf the chains that held u ti.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ksarabey/341557/ I've learned -That you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is be someone who can be loved. The rest is up to them.I've learned -That no matter how much I care, some people just don't care back. I've learned - That it takes years to build up trust, and only seconds to destroy it.I've l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ksarabey/340029/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ksarabey/340027/ I am the pray of this social monster of transparency. I will fight it, for if I don�t it will devour what is left of my soul. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ksarabey/339596/ اتدرينماذا جرى داخل هذا الرأس الصغير أي متاهات اد&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ksarabey/338172/ When I see you,The feeling has lost itself,Buried far away under,You have become, A distant memory to remember,We became demented,We were defeated,You became a song,Of a brokenhearted desire,You fell to the holes of repeating lies,Lies that burned my passion of fire,To be ashes.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ksarabey/336624/ Most people don't know how to handle their life here,Do you see this in the world? most people, ninety nine percent of the people don't know how to handle their life. These people why are they pursuing life after death? what is the point? Fundamentally, it's divided in two sections, 1st, those.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ksarabey/332901/ All your words in my headThey just won’t go awayThey won’t set me freeThey won’t let me beAll your words in my headThe silence I keptThe image of your eyesAs your time ran outAll your words in my headErased my legsAnd left me on my kneesAs my time ran out.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ksarabey/332140/