http://slow.writerscafe.org/Dauntlus The original writings of author Moving Mass en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776064804 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Dad,You took me to the city.But everyone was angry,Everyone was fake,Everyone was hurried,Everyone was tired.Dad,You tried to find the house you used to live in.But it was goneReplaced with another.You took me to your school, Full of people neither of us know,People neither of us want to know.Y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dauntlus/1363151/ Part three http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dauntlus/1360664/ Part one http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dauntlus/1360647/ Part two http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dauntlus/1360298/ I ran outside to find an eagle that I heard,But all I found wereFeathers falling through the air.To the ground....They were from a mockingbird. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dauntlus/1350528/ I have a list of quotes I came up with. This is the first I'll put on here. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dauntlus/1333201/ Sometimes, we are voids. Insatiable. Looking for some kind of purpose in money, food, entertainment or sex. And when we become saturated, we feel dead. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dauntlus/1283975/ ThereHe was. He was heading to a location that was previously specified to himby an ex-governor he knew. He had resigned, seeing the corruption of the state,but it was a strange thing how he always carried an extra pair of glasses. Hehad said that it took one pair to see, but yet another to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dauntlus/1190194/ What will I do now?I want to be free,yet I am found in uncertainty;to find peace in sadness,to rejoice in war.Intrusive thoughts oft' hide at my core.I feel black raindrops on my head.I see red puddles: my hope is dead.But where will I go from here?You've left me alone in this fray.Death, life: It's.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dauntlus/1172319/ Recall the timeswe knewwe used to be a raceto be erased.With allthis painthe truth remained the samedegree of shameto me.So we will fight back all our pain;We will brake off all our chains;We refuse to die in vain.Eden is lost.We're building a new one;We must remain and refr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dauntlus/1172310/ This one really came out with birth pains. Expect more though. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dauntlus/1166153/ Life comes in two parts: happiness in sleep, and truth when awake. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dauntlus/1161395/ ...Sleeping sand is always warm, especially after an uncontrolled nuclear reaction... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dauntlus/1159646/ To have a weakness does not mean you're weak. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dauntlus/1158599/