http://slow.writerscafe.org/coleyb212 The original writings of author Nicole en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776032555 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 My mind is becoming somewhat of a black hole. Taking in endless amounts of information, only to spin it all into an abyss of nothingness. Darkness. I cannot retain this information anymore. It all seems meaningless. In all honesty, writing these words down is one of the hardest .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coleyb212/1335286/ I have never been the girl that songs are written about, the girl whose eyes shine brighter than the stars. No one's ever written a poem about by beauty, or a story about the way I've changed their life. I've never met a single person that has reciprocated the feelings I've had for them. No one has .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coleyb212/1275267/ It's been a while since I've felt the desire to write. 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