http://slow.writerscafe.org/lopsided The original writings of author carne en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776078234 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 how many of us have them http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lopsided/1586352/ Thank you for the tragedyI've lost all meaning you ever had to meSorry.. This is just the person that I have to beNot an impulse but a formalityHow dare you try to use my own emotions to challenge meAnd no, I don't want to keep in touchDon't give a s**t about what you've been doing with such and suc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lopsided/1585260/ Today I cursed my creator because I could not control what I conceivedI told myself I would do anything but I would never leaveMy family behind, I guess I just could not seeThe truth which has been hidden within realityBut it took a minute for my brain to collect itThe information, the dots that I h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lopsided/1585251/ I stopped stenciling surprises on the street signsNow instead I stalk strangers on the beachsideHer hair's wet, but her feet dry, so it seems rightSo I suck on her neck, just like a leech, why?If I pour my soul out, tell you about angels and demonsThe book of my life, tell me is it really worth read.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lopsided/1585247/ college http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lopsided/1585244/ its happeningi know what it is when i feel my entirety sinking into itselfalmost like an opiate, but not quite as comforting bumps freckle the sides of my arms into my lower abdomeni can feel my genitals shrinking as if some sort of anxiety is rushing inbut theres nothing to be anxious aboutnot.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lopsided/1585235/ There was a girl so crowned with loreThis girl, a girl you’ve known before:She ate more out of nervousness than she did hungerAfter battle she slept while others plunderedIf nod-offs were her common flawsShe stayed awake for time to pause Bound to shades of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lopsided/1078331/ I am the wormMy legions are vastTied to the germAnd held like a mass Senses are swift, but so are they failedReality checks, manics railedDeath is a star, Death isn’t farAccounts never made, short of par The light sleeper won’t blink .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lopsided/1078324/