http://slow.writerscafe.org/anastezie The original writings of author AnA en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776272528 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 They say I’m evil or they say that I’m insaneBut no one understands my pure deep lustAnd maybe, me myself I am the one to blameWhat I become – predator of disgust… And after dinner my teeth are soiled in bloodAnd bloodless body lays in front o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anastezie/481462/  Alison went out from the bathroom and smiled to Nikki who was already in bed, with her clean perfect smile. Her teeth were bright and whitened. She always stayed in the bathroom for such a long time brushing her amazing strong teeth.-          I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anastezie/464557/ it's here. it's here. i can hear it breathinglike dieing animal that giving up it's lifeit's here i feel my body's freezingit's seems that someone cut me with a knife it's ugly and it's crowling trought my bodyjust like a warn that ifects my brainit's here; and i don't know nobody.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anastezie/462512/ I wrote it when I broke up with my boyfriend http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anastezie/462511/  This nightmare came to me this nightWhere I saw you lying in the coffinYour dark-skinned hand was falling outIt made me cry when I faced the morning… Lost in the pure reality of dream,I couldn’t put this line of sanityAnd sleepy face covered with boiling tears.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anastezie/460444/  She heard the piano music; slowly she came closer to the open window. Wind played with the skirt of her dress. Swaying, swaying, swaying… she was charmed by sounds of music; it made her smile, fear passed away for the moment, it was so peaceful, piano sounds… she was standing i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anastezie/458097/ once upon a time i built a beautiful castle on the sandy beach... It was so strong standing tall on the edge where the waves of ocean was splashing with waterdrops on the shiny sun light. I built the tower and the yard, I was craving it, thinking that I will always be safe in there, in my castl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anastezie/457731/