http://slow.writerscafe.org/dvrn93 The original writings of author dev en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776033985 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 There are things in my mind I wouldn't like to find. My existence is defined by the emptiness inside the hollowness of mine. Empty spaces is all I see. Fill them or kill them,it's only a dream. Create a space of your own and never believe, and emptiness itself will have an occupancy. N.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dvrn93/2022524/ A shrunken heart,A burdened mind,A soul left aloneAnd you are to blame. A weakened frame,A moment of shame.Knees feel apartAnd you are to blameLeft all hope,Not ready to cope ,Those suicidal dreams' claimThat you are to blameI feel held now.That tummy of mine, it does feel light.Going back to o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dvrn93/740803/ Lil sweet melody.I was gone.For a long long time I was gone.For the long few seconds I was lost.In a very large melody,of a very strange song.The only thing that ran through me,In the entire never ending short sweet symphony.Was a simple smart tragedy,and it was called me.Who am I to stand here.To s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dvrn93/602903/ There i am.Look at me.I am still crying.While i bleed.There it was.That sharp misery.Scared to touch it,I still bleed.Years passed.People fell apart.I kept my,best enemy.That piece of misery.The blood has dried.That piece still shines.Terrorizing me.My lil piece of misery. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dvrn93/507647/