http://slow.writerscafe.org/fa212354 The original writings of author Amanda en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776081113 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 An answer to a question I was asked on family. My meaning of it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fa212354/567574/ “Trust is like a vase.. once it’s broken, though you can fix it the vase will never be same again.” http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fa212354/567571/ We can walk, if you'd like. Or spin in circles. Either way I'm love with where we're going. Slash. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fa212354/533256/ I’ll write you a letter from heaven (turnsout god is a pyromaniac)Though it won’t get there from hereMeet me halfway, won’t you dear?.Love, we’re one awkward situation(but what’s stopping us?)My mother promised me a lifeAnd liv.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fa212354/529441/ We both wanted this (needed this), because we both knew what if felt like to not have somebody there for you. And I think it’s time we get our cliché, don’t you think? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fa212354/528661/ He didn't have friends but she was hoping he'd make an exception. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fa212354/528653/ There’s two sunsets in the sky-(one for you and one for me)-And may(be) we tangle our legs togetherand see how far we can walk?Today we’ll lay on my sun-kissed roofand wish upon the daytime starsso that when night comes our dreams will be readyfor bed.(&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fa212354/528390/ If this were any other guy or any other night, I would push him and run, because I am definitely not gay. Except for Ethan, I’ve come to realize. Slash, as you can see. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fa212354/528389/ A poem written about genocide. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fa212354/528386/ 'Cause I'm like a broken vase, lying on thefloor. Pieces of me have somehow made it across theroom, And people see me but decide to wait till laterto throw me away. .(And I wish on those glitter stars, but you neverunderstand because none of my wis.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fa212354/528384/ We spent all day playing in your backyard(You said it was our kingdom, remember? Do you remember?)I made my mom pack my new sky-blue dress ("It matches your eyes," you said.)And you wore your sweater vest (The one your cat threw up on the year before.)It didn't match your eyes but it match.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fa212354/523992/