http://slow.writerscafe.org/Vulpes1337 The original writings of author Deadline Jeffrey en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776286236 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The day that I diedWas the day I died insideI died in Texas that dayYou got what you wantedYou got the husbandthe baby, the dogAll things we talked about with such passion and wantI did not know that you were cutting pieces of me off to make yourself wholeAmid the laughter and joy was sorrow brewing.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vulpes1337/2819541/ Been having a lot of night terrors lately so I figured I’d write down what it’s like http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vulpes1337/2165833/ When you look up to the skyAnd you wonder how the birds will goWherever they please as they flyTo destinations only they are privy toAs we go about our daysWhether it be walks, rides, or drivesWe could learn a thing from the birdsAnd take their freedom of flightAs we look towards tom.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vulpes1337/2165829/ Has it come to this crossroads again?When choices carry the weight of the world,Carried all in the palm of my hand?Matters of the heart,Matters of the body,Matters of the mind,All carry the same weight as the others,Equally important and severe,Like scars upon ones arms, The conseq.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vulpes1337/2162930/ Night time brings peace and tranquility,The silence in the air,The lack of people, The lack of noise,The dark comes like a veil,Overshadowing the issues of the day,At last there is peace,The sound of insects,Or lack there of,Either is fine,For as the night brings silence,The mi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vulpes1337/2162929/ Here I bow before you,To offer my services and whatever you need,For I will bow to you for now,Until I can steal your crown.For too long I've served,And for too long have I suffered,While you sat in your tower,Watching the pain and anguishDay after day,Year after year,The sweat of my brow,The blood .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vulpes1337/2085364/ They call me Lucifer,A fallen angel of God,Sent from the heavensTo run the pits of HellYou see me wherever you lookWhether in the news or in the streetIn the nosy neighbors or in the saintFor no one is without sinthey say its all my faultBut it is not soThe real devil is inside each and every one of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vulpes1337/2085362/ As the title suggests, Its the most fucked up book you will probably read ever. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vulpes1337/2084421/ It is out there somewhere, a reason to be,Living in the mountains, or perhaps by the sea.With a beautiful family, so full of joy,With our little girls and our little boy.Life has been, and pardon my french,A royal a*s, like life in a trench.Arguments like bullets,Fights like a knife,Words like bombs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vulpes1337/2082158/ A story some can relate to, but written in hopes that it may help someone understand what someone might be going through. A lot of this is taken from parts of my life, but I just hope it's useful. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vulpes1337/2066677/ I sit here Behind my maskOf all in my collectionThis is the bestNo one worries, no one asksThey leave me alone My world is safeAll the thoughts, feelings and emotionsLike rush hour on a busy dayDo they know, can they see?What side of me I keep Close to heart and well protectedPersona after persona, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vulpes1337/2043633/ Running from myself,The past me's shoes so wornMiles upon milesRunning broken and tornWaiting for the dayA new me is born. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vulpes1337/2043632/ Written about a nightmare I had recently http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vulpes1337/2043604/ When man loses his humanity,What is left?Only a shell of humanity,Filled with what made him lose himself. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vulpes1337/2043598/ musing while at work http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vulpes1337/2043596/ A young man is forced to live separate lives. Torn between who he wants to be and who he has to be is slowly reducing him to nothing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vulpes1337/2041637/ Is this the beginning Or is it the end The start of of a new beginning With my oldest and dearest friendFate has tossed us Around and around With the ever continuing cycle Will it finally touch down? The end sounds bad but like a phoenix From out of the flameT.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vulpes1337/2041523/ Just thoughts of the day http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vulpes1337/2039722/