http://slow.writerscafe.org/joeyizzystar The original writings of author Joey Izzy Star en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776102966 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 So you think it will help youFinding that new style?You know for a factThat it doesn't change a thingYou will always wonderWhat would of happenedIf you'd of stayed with meSo when you close your eyesIs it my face that you see?Because when I close mineIt's not you staring back at meGoing back to squar.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joeyizzystar/1197061/ Little black gemsAmongst a rich kingdom of tealThe gold, tearing to their escapeCaught in the fieldFrozen in their attemt to abscondFrozen in permanenceForever staring http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joeyizzystar/1197059/ You wanted to buildBuild up a wallYou wanted to startStart a revolutionYou wanted to flyFly above the restYou wanted to followFollow nobodyYet here you standStanding in lineFor the revolutionYou wanted to leadLead the lotYou wanted to speakSpeak to their heartsYou wanted to inspireInspire the common.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joeyizzystar/1145774/ Imaginative title I know... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joeyizzystar/1140086/ Even though it's not the end,It is.Even though it's not all over,It is.Even though you are a friend,Even now I'm getting sober,It's over. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joeyizzystar/1121570/ Book one in the James the dragon series! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joeyizzystar/1119906/ The day after yeasterday I saw you flyI need to fly to get to youUp in the sky,But i dont know howDon't mind whats in here, For me now. I just want to know, How come you did not sing,When I played for your night,When I played for your dayHow come there was no lyrics for me to play,The.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joeyizzystar/1118787/ Watching you, staring out the windowOut onto fields and cities wideLooking for places to run, places to hideBut you can't hideIt's too far to walk and It's too short to runIt's too fun to measure and it's all so much funNothing really cries out, nothing makes a soundRunning up the letters, making yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joeyizzystar/1118781/