http://slow.writerscafe.org/rayonhawthorne The original writings of author rayon hawthorne en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775991431 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 the right to be nappy,the right to be happy,the right to be what our bloodlines told us to be,give us whats free,give us those, thick hips, thick lips, deep seated lyrics that kick the mind trip,give us whats free,give us the power without the strain,take away the mud, leave only the r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rayonhawthorne/393263/ she held me, a negative to console me, only to hold me in one place, motion to her was fear, a notion for me not to remain near, she held me, a relative to slavery ownings, a sedative, to only control thee, only way i knew how to be, free. she held me, but only to remold me, shape me as if i did not.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rayonhawthorne/392573/ as i time travel in the mind, it was the timeframe of many moons rising and suns setting that i could remember, dreaming while awake, and darkness while sleeping almost making it impossible to attempt the task to find, find something, find anything, surviving off what was barely considered alive, bu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rayonhawthorne/392572/ for it was written, a man who seeks the light, avoids the fight, the man who seeks the fight, lives frequently at night, night has no eyes, should it obtain some, those are usually blinded by night sighted desires, tyrant like devices, vices or trying enticement, the invitement of those in which are.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rayonhawthorne/390521/ a double greeting, meeting eachother as we never left, a step for mental enjoyment, yup, those words at its best, yup, just chillaxing, relaxing from the masses, taxing that universal heaven sent stress detachment, just one of those days, raining outside, but inside, its sunny all day, a couple bidi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rayonhawthorne/390122/ this package of love may contain as follows.. drained pockets, a deep concern for someone else insecurity, prone to be insecure yourself, holding the phone thinking you should call them but you know you cant cause you fucked someone else because they werent doing the job they were supposed to, and t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rayonhawthorne/390121/ is she a princess, or senseless?, is she fearing nearness? or missing nearness?, shes earless, so she wont hear this, shes eyeless, they're in hiding, eyelids hide behind tyrant nightless, dark-sighted, man-kindess, such blindness, whoa!!!, once a cosmic flow, til her role got slowed and buttered up.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rayonhawthorne/390120/ living the martyr lifestyle for a while now. how am i a victim of my lifeline?. i gotta tone it down before i make that sound and think outloud before im found. such a mental downfall yall. so to all. ball yall. i aint mad atcha. but heres the mathmatics. if you doing your dirt stay registrated. leg.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rayonhawthorne/390116/ she'd rather be a workless version. a diversion of the righteous soul. two times two of that fiery hole. privately known. pirately stole. but rightfully owned. timing will show. if the cashis clay judge jabbing with blow. passion is no. cashing that dough. relaxing his flow. but still im asking to g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rayonhawthorne/390115/ five fingers to grab on to something (damn!!), lifeline in the palm of my hand,(damn!!) so many choices, (confusion), dellusional, you've proving that ur a quicker mover so, she must be the a.i of this love thang, bang bang bang bang bang them boards til shes so sure, but even pleasing her body coul.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rayonhawthorne/390114/ the booty phat and the black caddy on d's is the reason why he choose to stay away from those streets, not cause the black caddy aint sweet, but hes far too unique for the heat, she he switched his swagger up, prone to go traditional, testimony never been a problem for the realest soul, kept it all .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rayonhawthorne/390113/ for all it seems it seems i have been chasing a part of me that was nothing more then a dream a requiem to those i lost due to igonorance sorry for the lack of affection i was lacking common sense the common tense the past tense its all the same its lives in me much like that blood that flows throug.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rayonhawthorne/390112/ have you ever held ya face in the center of ya hands, and sighed, in wonder of what it takes to find a better part to ur life?, well if you have i feel you, whats worse then those emotions, are the things you dont understand that can kill you, so yea i feel you, not through practical conversation, b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rayonhawthorne/390109/ so i guess im back at it again, open chances are nothing more then targeted attacks beneath the skin, so i listen, i judge, i bend and i budge, but still no change, so its safe to say, internally im still the same, i guess it remains the same, so im guess im cryptic, but should i meet a mind organiz.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rayonhawthorne/390106/ i am the devil, if u spell that backwards, i "lived" inside the mind frame like an "x" pill. i am the reason the reason the season is cold, where hearts were once bold, now most of secrets are told, i am the reason why lovers they break free, they fall to they knees with hands fo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rayonhawthorne/390104/ reassurance for those sisters in a troublesome romance. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rayonhawthorne/390103/