http://slow.writerscafe.org/MusicIsLife0987 The original writings of author Alison en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776017802 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 poooopppieeein myy tummyyyyyummyyy yummyyin my tummyypoopiee woopiieetummy wummyyum yumchugga chuggapoopie woopie...penis http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MusicIsLife0987/374528/             I had always had one problem with Romeo and Juliet.  They only knew each other for three days before killing themselves over the love that still pulsed through them, even after their own pulses had stilled to channels of motionl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MusicIsLife0987/357674/ Day after day,I sit at your desk,Chew on your pencil,And fail your test,Day after day,Trick questions that kill,No multiple choice,Places that I must fill,But I am no good,Simply cant play,This mocking test,The things you say,Is this a game,Or do I get a grade,Please tell.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MusicIsLife0987/357473/  Just another love song,Another painful tale,Tell me what I did wrong,Before my ship takes sail,As the waters rock,To bring me far away,Leaving you forever,Questions I wish I could say,Just another love song,I need to know the truth,Am I simply crazy,Why do you do the th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MusicIsLife0987/356961/   We raised so close, we grew together, but then we fell so far,Suddenly the lights turned out and we were left in the dark.I should have seen it coming, I knew that we would never stay,But it was so much easier to look the other way,It all happened so fast, I was so in lov.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MusicIsLife0987/349637/  Deep down, hidden under the emptiness,huddled in a dark corner waiting to be pulled into a blinding light,I know that I should forget you.I strive to believe that things will get better,but the bundle of truth echoes inside of me.I fight to remain calm, and I hide the pain,bu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MusicIsLife0987/349631/ When you want to forget his name, and that he’s always there,To give up what you did for him and wish you were never aware,That he ever existed at all, the past a memory now,Remembering the thunder of the days we spent, as the rain floods hurriedly down,No umbrella can bare the hatre.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MusicIsLife0987/349630/