http://slow.writerscafe.org/abarbieri The original writings of author Becky en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776048197 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15  It is too late to tell me,That you love me.It is too late to tell me,That you care.It is too late to take back,The things that you said,Over these many many years. I have grown up without you,Not by my choice, but your own.It is not your place,To agree or condone.S.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abarbieri/407097/   My whole life is upside down,Every time I turn aroundI feel like I am being bound. Bound by bad luck,Stuck in all of the muck I try and I tryBut I just fall to the ground. I want to get upI want to move on butSome how the harder I tryThe more .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abarbieri/407093/  Today could be the lasttime I see your face.Today could be the last time I say I love you.Today could be the last time you talk to me about your troubles.It could be the last time you hold me tightto let me know you love me.Today could be the last.Today could be my .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abarbieri/403727/ Lies, they shatter dreamsThey don't care about my feelingsLies do not have hearts,so they do not care when others fallApart. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abarbieri/403485/