http://slow.writerscafe.org/UmbraShadow The original writings of author DerTodBesuchen en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776070252 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Pain sweeping the insideMy rage begins to bideShe was dead to meSo how could this be?Year and months laterHow could she shatter?College, familyJust so simplyTurned into dustCrushing my trustOne word from the one I loveOn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UmbraShadow/981884/ An attempt to satisfy a need http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UmbraShadow/421737/  They once saidThat it’s time for bedBut next time we meet We’ll give you a treat Now they sayThat you must obeyOr they’ll takeEverything that we makeInto our shelfThat you use as to define ones self A child has a problemAnd they trust&rsq.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UmbraShadow/421334/  I’ll admit I asked for forgiveness several times. But after each time I’d admit that I don’t deserve it. I’d say I understand if you don’t want to talk to me again. Each time you’d blow it off. Say its o.k., no outrage nothing. Each time I vented I’d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UmbraShadow/421333/  There’s the crowdO-so-loudOne last cheerBefore this final beer Because alcohol is my saviorBecause it turns me into a strangerIt’ll help me commit this rideOf suicide One last story to tellBefore I ring this final bellI used to laugh I used to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UmbraShadow/421331/  He used to chaseHe used to raceWith a can of Mountain-DewTo spray you You used to giggleWhen he would tickleThey used to laughWhen their parents suggested a bath They used to spend Time to no endTogetherMaybe forever But now your eyes dim When e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UmbraShadow/421329/  Nicer timesHappier rhymesMe and her used to be togetherLike a group of feather  Nice and cozyNow we’re all wozzyOver one nightWe got into a stupid fight Will we change?Or just rearrangeWhat’s up next?It’s all up to this text Woul.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UmbraShadow/421328/  I used to sigh I used to cryI used to flyNow all I want to do is die I used to laughI used to shoutI used to have no wrathNow all I do is pout My heart is deadBecause it has not been feedBy your loveAs sweet as a dove So now I’ll quiverNow.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UmbraShadow/421327/ The Final Acts of A Friendship http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UmbraShadow/421060/  Love is niceIt has great spiceI’m greatly sociable And barely noticeable I am optimistic‘Cause girls look great with lipstickI don’t love to wake upBecause normal girls love makeup  Let’s not hearWhen someone cries, “I need an ear.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/UmbraShadow/418640/