http://slow.writerscafe.org/brucethemaster The original writings of author brucethemaster en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776010924 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I can't remember why I wrote this one either. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brucethemaster/1328282/ Not for sure where I got the idea for this poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brucethemaster/1328279/ This is a series I write called flipping pages. They are poems I write from the current books I am reading. What I do is flip the pages and whatever sticks out at me, I write it down http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brucethemaster/1326034/ This is a series I write called flipping pages. It are poems I write from the current books I am reading. What I do is flip the pages and whatever sticks out at me, I write it down. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brucethemaster/1323687/ I was thinking about Charles Manson and wrote this poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brucethemaster/1300176/ This poem was inspired when I was reading The Devil in the White City, it mentioned a writer who put flames to something they wrote http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brucethemaster/1272014/ This is kind of about Kurt Cobain. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brucethemaster/1272009/ I put pen to the paper and this is what came out of it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brucethemaster/1272000/ Every idea has been used before and this is a poem about it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brucethemaster/1271996/ Serial Killer Ed Gein inspired this poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brucethemaster/1271643/ Your fur whistled to me in playsEach line I heard was a fake scriptAnd every other word I couldn't quite understandIt's okay because our senses fail from time to timeYour eyes filled me up with gasolineI struck a match to watch how I would burnUnder the flames I found out who I wasTh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brucethemaster/1168094/ Family is just a meaningless word anymoreA word that just escapes for nothing, but to boreHave you bitched about something today?Too much complaining makes my mind swayThings change way too muchIt passes us by and kicks us in the a*sMy life may be different tomorrowBut I won't feel s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brucethemaster/1164881/ How do you know my life?When I didn't know youHow do you know my thoughts?When you just recently stepped into viewI just don't understand your liesI just don't understand your liesShare a story that isn't yoursUntil someone kicks you out the doorWhy do you share false tells?Tim.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brucethemaster/1164876/ You went out like a little flameWe couldn't feel your breathless painYour loss is in our hearts foreverAnd forever we'll hold you trueWe'll always shed a tear for youYou'll never be able to feel our loveAnd we'll never feel yoursBut yet we still feelIn time we'll finally meetAn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brucethemaster/1164875/ Journey through with meThe fruit is badBlacken forestToddlers funningAnd people think I'm going crazyFollow me with evilThe gun is jammedWhite cloudsAdults screamingAnd people think I'm going crazyWalk with me in the fieldsThe plane is crashingGrey selfOld people dying.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brucethemaster/1164869/ That one day back in AprilWhen you took your last breathI never felt so empty and aloneI knew I'd never see you againOne last tearOne last goodbyeYou'll always be my dadMost times we never saw eye to eyeHell most times I hated youFor the ways you slowly drank your life away.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brucethemaster/1164863/ Your resting place is under dirt and grassAnd I sit here on my living a*sOne I watched suffer until the last breathThe other never got to live and only met deathEach one meant more to me than I could explainEach loss filled me with painEvery day without them, I can only count the days.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brucethemaster/1164846/ Eight years2,922 days of painLosing others like you is my everyday fearIn my heart I keep you nearMy eyes saw you dieAt that moment I was so empty I could've floated to the skyYou were taken so youngSometimes praying to God I have to bite my tonguePlease visit me in a dreamBefo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brucethemaster/1164844/ I use a line from your book for this momentI don't live your lifeBut I've walked in your shoesStrangely your shoes share the same story as mineI tried to explain with my own wordsBut yours feel so much better coming out of my mouthGive me something new to sayRunning out of things to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brucethemaster/1164822/ In your small footstepsI place mineWith your small handsThey find their place in mineIn your small, but growing mindA part of me you will findIn your small heartI hope I'll always be a partIn your small looksHalf of me you tookWith your small voiceYou got mine without a cho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/brucethemaster/1164814/