http://slow.writerscafe.org/clichesisay The original writings of author Jordan Williams en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776015256 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I stretch out of feelingsSomething beside nothing The present barely beckonsWith people who rarely check inSo I despair each secondI spend my days trying to get out of bedI spend my nights trying to get out of my headI spend my life trying to get out of itWhat isn't deadI she.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clichesisay/2943231/ I thought we were the futureBut all our days are in the pastI think we were just too sureTo know to never askIf we could make things newerWhile the old ways still lastAll changes will lose yourFamiliars behind a maskDrawn together Drawn awayDrawn to weatherStorms so greyN.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clichesisay/2897227/ We have to be our own heroes in the endIf you want hope to arrive, you must be the one to sendThe paragonLed an era strongAn age of wonder to lastA crusader caped In darkness he escaped To perch on his fortunes amassedWe'd marvel at sightings Of his brilliant lightningThat .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clichesisay/2897225/ Every brickA trickOf the fightA slightI never wanted to have saidThe angerAt strangersEach smileA trialI never want to see redIncredible realTo become so greyWhen my eyes have gone greenYou wouldn't like meSo I'll be sure to leaveUntil I'm no longer meanEver.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clichesisay/2897223/ Silly girlTo say you'd choose me over the worldThere's no contestIf you're honestWho are you kiddingSo naiveTo never even see that I'd leaveThere's no interest Just indifferenceAs you do my biddingGood girl did everything she couldTo find redemption under the darkest hoodBa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clichesisay/2897222/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clichesisay/2897221/ I’m a hopeless romanticWithout the romancePracticing postureFor just one slow danceNo dream will doNo plans for plantsDreamers aren't doersFantasy is not chanceI try to care to try to careAnd try to care to try to careAnd try to care to try to careBut nothing is ever th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clichesisay/2897217/ InflamedBy blameAny changeWould be in vainShe disappointed her god When she let my soul goIn wandering thoughtsThat will always flowWhile the beloved gathered, her head barely sankBut the closing of doors spelled out a quick faintThe departed suffered, but now they're n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clichesisay/2880290/ I keep seeing cockroaches that aren't really thereRestock sightings from imaginations too bareWhat's slightly absorbed won't just fully turn to airFighting off manhood machinations oh what a scareForget the pastLet goOf the retroSet your soulOn fire to the futureNation in nostalgia don't recount up .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clichesisay/2864762/ Stranger friend lover seek you not to seekPruned pitiful invitations to speakAnything budding is nothing but nippedAny gentle pluck is just deathly strippedI bite my lip til it's red like a roseDelicate blood thornSo truths don't flood forthI save my words till they're ripped like a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clichesisay/2862640/ The world turns and returnsTo its place in its bedAnd I do the sameIn the space in my headI hide myselfForever frightenedGrave-colored sightWon't ever be brightenedThere's flesh under skinThat lets nothing inAnd nothing out of my innermost coreMy minutes are full of one more .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clichesisay/2789310/ I don't recognize your face without that pale glowSomething I don't understand, but you already knowI turned in with the tideGlad to be swept asideCast broadly each intimate wallowEvery spit taken to loyally swallowSpews are viewed, I won't forget to follow Until the full graves ec.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clichesisay/2777926/ When I close my eyes and face the sunIt almost starts to feel so simpleWith 2 of my fingers like a gun Pressed tenderly against my templeClear my head then I can start to faceThe two objects of my obsessionThe wretched that fetches and fills spaceWith lethal force in my possession.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clichesisay/2489117/ A light shockThen sight lockedSkipping to a new flow beatSynch clockTo a link unblockedSet on hourly repeatFancy flightsDancing at nightThe stars stay still under our feetSuper heights Past the first lightThe only plane where we'll ever meetHer in the highest tower, me in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clichesisay/2486525/ I couldn't see itIt was all too clearSo it and I slippedIn a pooly tearEndorphinsGet more inTo an overabundanceGrim pours inSkim portentsProven covers me pungentsDevelop a theoryDiscern calculationLife times drearyComplete evaluationEqual a word, a phraseA logophi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clichesisay/2466978/ The widow stood alone.She brought her finger to her cheek. 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