http://slow.writerscafe.org/VipEdn The original writings of author Eden en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776339519 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A story of young love in early adult hood. First love, first homes, and heartbreaks. These are excerpts I've been working on. A publishing company in NY wants me to working on some excerpts. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VipEdn/1107502/ Young adult love at its finest. I'm sure there is some issues with spacing and puncuation when I pasted this from my word file it didn't space right. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VipEdn/1100527/ And that’s when she did it. I knew just then that I had no hope in saying no. I swore that it couldn’t happen again. She forced her hand on my shaking knee. And of course I knew what this meant. This meant it’s a make or break situation, I can sit here and let her keep going, or .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VipEdn/697335/ Hide away beneath the greyNo one will know what no one can seeAnd this is the touch of what should be lustBut there’s more defined lines to our art then we can trustReaching out like you don’t existI’ll keep you here, resting at arms lengthA ghost in the shadows .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VipEdn/684860/ Just... about me? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VipEdn/650211/ Park your carSit right hereYou're not goin' no whereLet me make this clearI think it's safe to say you were hereA time or two The holes in the wallsThe letters spread outWhere our feelings began to crawlThe blankets on the bedAll fucked upWhere all our intentions fell .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VipEdn/639151/ Take her away, my friend, cause she’s not my problem to containe, she’s the arrow sticking out my back where you let me take the pain, but she’s not my problem, my friend, no, now the toxicity is yours. And to you my dear, you have no more fear, you can rest your head with an .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VipEdn/619716/ Something I wrote in a few minutes, just sums up what I would say to God if I could. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VipEdn/528697/ Something I wrote while sitting at work today. Boredom. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VipEdn/488359/ oh the things i could say about youif only i had the heartone day i willand my god will i tear you apartthere's no more sadness, no i'm not crying no moreit's all total anger and you're the one you can thank it forthose lyrics you steal from people with real skillsonly shows your ign.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VipEdn/484812/    In this dream I saw her dancing  And she was standing by the ledge  Of the tallest building on the marble edge  As she lifted her hands and smiled I seen  A beautiful girl with the world and her dreams  She looked to the city as it lit her .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VipEdn/481362/ oct 12th, 1990 - october 5th, 2006 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VipEdn/481359/ alrighti guess five am is my timefor honest thoughts andwhen i feel most alivebut this is better when i don't have to thinkcause you're here and in my bed we sinkwhen you whisper the thingsthat cut my self control in twoand we know that i've spent a lot of nightswith a lot of lonel.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VipEdn/481358/ you shine, my god you shine so brightit's a death sentence once i see your lightand i try to look away for my sakebut with the help of this liquortomorrow i won't wakei won't wake i've been watching you fadei haven't seen you around muchas the skies turn to greyand i won.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VipEdn/481357/ When is it ever enough? How many times does it take the human brain to f*****g use all it's neurons and whatever the f**k else and actually send the message to our lips to say, "No more." Do you know that science actually claims the brain to be the most amazing, complex, intellectual objec.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VipEdn/481356/ i want youbut i'm slowly seeingthat i'll never get to see that throughand these, these hands they tirefrom waiting, holding the phone for you  tick tockand the clock won't stopbut i want, i need it tolook around wondering, "where are you?"cause my heart.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VipEdn/481355/ nothings the same anymore. where did it all go? where's the midnight taco bell runs? where's the hung over waffle house mornings? where's did slap bracelets go? when did we decide it was time to grow up? where are the ones who never did decide to...? where did the feelings go when all our love grew .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VipEdn/481354/ I've yet to meet herBut one day I'm sure I willThe dirty mouthed girl with looks to killThe most beautiful smile to chew your heart upPicks fights cause it makes her look toughHas the hottest body anyone could ever ask forAsks what you'll do to see moreBut no one else will see above th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VipEdn/481353/ chasing cars of dreamson glass with bare feetyour eyes in the rear view mirrori know you see me but you keep driving fasterim pretty sure our past is in the pastwords and promises that just weren't meant to last my eyes are fixated upon the rotation of the clockwhile your eyes.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VipEdn/426763/ this is about our situationand the things i can't help but mentionthis is about the road we tookbefore we chose to close this bookthis is about our first second and third impressionsand how many times it took us to finally learn our lessons  this is about how your wa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VipEdn/426761/ Somewhere someone feels this toothis incontentment over throws youa weightless object to wash upon the shorenothing feels as it did beforenothing feels as it did before you don't let it break you beacause it's not yet overit's just the ending to a chapterof a book your love ha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VipEdn/426759/ It's five where you're coming fromAnd it's time I come undoneI'm filling the empty spacesUntying the past like these old used shoe lacesWith the words hanging off the tip of my tongue And I remember a place far from hereHigh above the rest of the worldA hill top&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VipEdn/426756/ you know studies show that people like meare hardly ever set freeinduced with the feeling of liberationfrom a powdered pill that killed my stimulation no, im not an advocate to the bottlebut i've been stumbling for yearsas my vision fades and dissapearsholding on to the unstab.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VipEdn/426754/  I Feel That I May Be Out Of LineI Feel That I May Be Out Of Line  It was blue when I looked at your faceAnd blue in the eyes of my saving graceAnd blue cause the color is cool like your breathAnd blue cause it was the summer we’d pray to never regret(And blue c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VipEdn/426753/