http://slow.writerscafe.org/hulln15 The original writings of author CJ en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775258796 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Love's HoldEvery time I look at youIt puts a smile on my faceMy heart begins to beat and raceLove needs no reason and love needs no rhymeAll it needs is a place and a timeIf love is a crime then take me awayFar from a crazy world Within your heart I wish to stayForever in a day I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hulln15/439505/  Unconditional LoveA love so deepOurs to share and ours to keepA distant ray of sun was what I saw at firstI wanted to take a drink of your beautyJust to quench my thirstDeeper our love grewDeeper than the ocean is blueMesmerized and hypnotizedLoves power grew unto meAnd y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hulln15/439503/  A Silent Love  It is not enough To leave this tearing painYour eyes burn right throughThe depths of my soulDo not think I can leave with youWith only halfOf me to takeDo not thinkI would be pleased with youDo not think I could breathe without you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hulln15/397571/  My heart is a bottomless pitThe games you play Still confuse me to this dayAs I try to fill the abyss that is my heartWith emotions both good and badI am still missing a partFrom the first day I saw youYour image of beauty floated inside of meAnd still to this day I wond.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hulln15/392820/  Don't conform to a corrupt societyNever fall in line with the other dronesThink outside the guarded walls of your mindKnow you are never aloneBreak away from a regulated two faced governmentEveryone thinks it But my voice is the one that speaks itInstead of being who you are.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hulln15/389603/  Suppressed by the overbearing handWaiting to be taken to the promise landI don't care if my ride is on a bullet With my name on itIm screamin thug life As I empty the clipRunning from the policeBlazing the nights skyAs my glocks lay tricks down to dieFinally put to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hulln15/388866/  As the colors start to fadeAs the trees cast a shadeI fear for myselfMy world is crumbling Right before my eyesEverything turns to black and whiteI can finally seeSo clearly That every humanYou and meIs enslaved by somethingWaitingBut never set freeThe tru.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hulln15/386891/  Only God Can Judge A lonely nightA lonely heart These thoughts fill my headAll those things you saidWords fly at me like bulletsThe shrapnel hitting my heartCausing much painYou say I am wrongYou say my lifestyle is wrongDo not sing me your ugly songOf how lif.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hulln15/377553/  A Garden Massacre Roses are bloodyViolets are suffocatingSugar is not as sweet And you know it tooBees sting the bodyAnd suck out your nectarYou wither and diminishUnder the hot burning sunThis is IraqTry and have some fun http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hulln15/377552/  Dead Weight  The teardrops fall upon your cold outter shellBut yet on the insideYou are warm and softNo one can see the beauty inside of youA short lived life is all you have to be remembered byOnly dirt and death surround youYou feel hollow inside even though you k.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hulln15/375277/  AccountingEveryday for five days straightI sit for what seems like hoursCould this possibly be my fateTo follow in my fathers footstepsThis class leaves me sourNumbers and journalsAnd posting so boringI even write this as I listen to the teachingsOf an old woman left behind.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hulln15/375192/ Hard Knocks My lifestyle stays captionedAddicted to fatal attractionsThese jail cells are like a desertA wasteland for these young kidsSplitting off each others lidsAutomatic weapons light up the nights skyWho would have thought that would be the sound Right before you di.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hulln15/375031/  Why Are The Good Left Out  Why are the good left outLeft without a doubt It is only in their minds That everything is the sameAnd many are to blame        For the shame and guilt I feelI just do not know how to deal .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hulln15/374614/  A Most Gruesome Life Sitting in this bodyThis young frail bodyI let my fingers fly on the keyboardI do not know why or howI have come to voicing my opinion like thisAs a young teen my voice is not heardNot now, not ever shall it beBut can you not seeMy body is youngB.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hulln15/374612/