http://slow.writerscafe.org/peacelovejoy The original writings of author Kait en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776075842 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Little baby,lie & sleep.I'll cry tonightbecause you're not in me.You were my biggest scare.fright to joy,I'll cry tonight,my biggest ploy.I was happy,for I needed you light.I lost it all,none to guide me in sight.Love, you needed,was all I had to give.Love m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/peacelovejoy/410646/ This is not really any particular reason for this. I had a fight with my boyfriend, but I changed his character to my ex's. This poem is the way I would have reacted to a fight with him rather than with my boyfriend. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/peacelovejoy/410643/ I wrote this after the first heart I broke. Poor guy. I truly am sorry but you just weren't right. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/peacelovejoy/398223/ I wrote this semi for my boyfriend and semi for me. I realized that there is a such thing as teenage love. It's not real love or completely true but still it exists which is more than I knew. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/peacelovejoy/398215/ I wrote this a long time ago. One of my firsts. It has enough sentimental value for me to add here. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/peacelovejoy/398210/ I wrote this for my mom............ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/peacelovejoy/394732/ I have always wanted a kiss in the rain. It is the total perfect cliche moment and I, personally, think of cliche as romantic. But on the same note I have never been kissed in the rain because I want that moment to be special so I reserve it for my one tr http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/peacelovejoy/394387/      The questions you never asked float in my headThe answers I never spoke rest on my lipsCaught in my throat as I lay in bedThe seconds pass by but the minutes feel like hoursThe hours like daysBecause no one caresI live my days fogged with hazeNo .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/peacelovejoy/347104/ This is related to teenage hardship The way rumors and whispers can harm a teenager, how cruel the words of our peers can be, and how we find it hard to relate to our parents. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/peacelovejoy/347075/ I wrote this poem in a perspective as to why my ex boyfriend and I broke up. The ending is an added extremity but the basis of the poem are my real life story. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/peacelovejoy/347071/ I have a problem letting ppl know what bothers me and anymore I have troubles letting those I love get close. Here's a poem I wrote to help express why. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/peacelovejoy/347067/ dated 11/26/07 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/peacelovejoy/347054/