http://slow.writerscafe.org/Arieanne The original writings of author ArieannexAntithetic en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776116682 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Love. Lost. Buried. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arieanne/474052/ I don't suppose you have a bloodlust for yourself, do you? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arieanne/383952/ I play Fable waayyy too much =O http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arieanne/364747/ Uhhh....Find out for yourself. Very strange. Ive been listening to The Cure frequently, and I've been miserable for days. This comes from my heart. (The rhyming was all by accident) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arieanne/355334/ Writing that describes my past when I was shadowed by vices. This is just another piece of my never-ending testimony. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arieanne/328234/ Another blur of memories and stories that have inspired me to write. When life cuts too deep, run with blistered feet into God's arms and let him cleanse your soul. (Part one of transition) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arieanne/323737/ A line put into a fragment. A lifetime put into a story. These lyrics were written by me about my brother and a situation of his. It bothered me like a plastic gnat to a hungry frog. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arieanne/316546/ Just a blur of my memories through an orb of jet black confusion put into song. Kinda makes you wanna punch a mirror just because you want to destroy your fragile reflection. Or maybe that's just me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arieanne/316470/ This is my definition of loneliness and how people isolate themselves when they should try and make a difference in the world. Also how you are never lonely wrapped in God's arms. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arieanne/295940/ This is a poem about how love grows like a flower, when broken is easily fixed. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Arieanne/294360/