http://slow.writerscafe.org/LiamBishop The original writings of author Liam en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776032537 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 there’s a moth on my screenand i hope it won’t leavehe is the company i wanti don’t want to hear a voiceor feel your presence i want the company of something smaller than mebecause then i knowhe is more grateful to livethan i will ever behe’s gone now http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LiamBishop/1204039/ whoever it was that was mehas been taken from me quite sometime ago the trace and residue has somewhat left marksbut whatever that truly was meis no longer herei’m not sadbut i do hate what remains http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LiamBishop/1204038/ my inspiration is the bad applesthe not so happy ending storiesthe ones who followed their desires and became crushedself doubt is a disease in our mindsyou don’t know if you can ever save yourself http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LiamBishop/1204037/ The morning was gloom and wet. A comfort came with it, a feeling of sleep in your eyes, as you walk through the showering raindrops, not too heavy, but not too light. I was coming from the local store, she needed breakfast and I was always prepared to make it for her, as she was for me. We took turn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LiamBishop/1204036/ their cheap cologne their well ironed and propped suitstheir finely slick or combed hairtheir blue and black ties their carrier bags with it thrown over one of their shouldersholding it up as they walk with itthe putrid and sick routine it must be its filthiness and expectations that .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LiamBishop/1204034/ i’m better off with the silence of myselfwhen i speaki hurt and when i don’t speaki don’t speaksilence is the best medicineit is my friendand she somewhat accepts me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LiamBishop/1204033/