http://slow.writerscafe.org/graphitejunkie The original writings of author Rachel DeHart en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775984127 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 i am filled with a sadnessthat lives inside rage.                 somuch has been lost                withno hope of retu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graphitejunkie/960289/ I don’t think I’ll sleep tonight.                norany night soon…                    &.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graphitejunkie/545987/ What have i been doing all this time?suddenly I feel like i’ve missed my chance to drive,my life is rolling, right rolling, out of control.it all feels like a repeat,of some long ago dream,who am I to question the right of God,but here I am anyway. Like I’.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graphitejunkie/453585/ My body shakes                                aches           &nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graphitejunkie/415652/ I have never put anything too toxicinto my body. 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