http://slow.writerscafe.org/Obie The original writings of author Sarah Marie en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776009804 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I couldn't even begin to tell you how I got hereMy words would be nothing but babble in comparison to what has been seenSo many feelings rushing and pounding, love & fearTwo opposites of the same pole making me lean <-----backand forth---->It's almost tragicIt's almost.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Obie/785701/ My eyes are wide shut with the the thought of your lips on hers.My soul is burning like the house off of fourth street, engulfed in the flames upon unloyal bedsheets.What is it about her?Is it the way she moves as her hips sway from side to side like a wave in the palm of your hand?Or could it be th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Obie/642085/ My mind is racing as thoughts bounce for left to right, pounding loudly on each side.Palms sweaty, mouth as dry as the sahara. I had never been so excited in my whole life.As he unzipped the bag and handed me my cardboard strip, my tongue pleaded for its zinging sensation. Right as the saliva swallo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Obie/547665/ Oh, the color brown. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Obie/527550/ my words are my safe haven.They twirl and spin in my head,like a twister with a house stilltrapped inside.my words are my cell mates.we scream from the pain andisolation behind our iron bars.The calueses on my fingers ache andbubblefrom my everlasting grip.the smoke from.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Obie/526203/ Sometimes we love whats the worst for us. But we can't get enough of it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Obie/489496/ Being human we don't tend to see beauty unless its profound in a physical appearance. But if we think about it, hair, skin, nails, everything we're covered in is in fact dead. 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