http://slow.writerscafe.org/KrystleQueen The original writings of author Krystle Queen en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776047081 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 If I could hold you,I wouldn't just hold you.I would hold you delicately,As if you were a mirror that is very fragile.A mirror with understandingBecause when I look at you,I see the love I bleed into youAnd you give it back.A mirror I would admire.For the sharpness of your edges can cut me so deep.A.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KrystleQueen/1548564/ I'm just a statue to be glanced at.A box that the mime pretends is there but no one can see.I'm the history of depressed challenges and the future of happiness.A reason that one might not be missed.A true life of the witness.To know everything but give no effort.To help something and conceive the pa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KrystleQueen/1544483/ I want to be an island                         No you don'tThe space and rhythm                &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KrystleQueen/1378076/ Uplifting and happyAll sorts of fancyIt's nothing but easyBut it's very dreamyI'm locked in a cageFull of rageYour life is a stageTurn to my pageYou think it's all fun and gamesNo, you just never felt the strainsYou get jet packs and planesI get nothing but chainsYou say you wont let this happenBut&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KrystleQueen/1377626/ Have you found it?The kiss I blew to you when you walked awayHave you found it?The love I threw at you when you were grayHave you found it?The pain I felt because of you when you decided to betrayHave you found it?The rain I wished upon you when you went on displayHave you found it?The gun I shot to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KrystleQueen/1377277/ The floor is dirty and oldJust like the stories toldTo walk about that creaky boardIt's like going through memories storedBut there is not oneThere are many to ponderIt's my lifeIf you should wonder http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KrystleQueen/1377260/ The sparkle of glitterThe rays of the sunId never preferTo play with a gunI didn't choose this pathThe path is meI didn't want to lashThe lash had to beDo you see my dilemmaI'm tired and cant seeI have been called namesI have been enlightenedI have been blamedI have been forgottenSee you don't know .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KrystleQueen/1376854/ The sun glowsThe water sparklesWhere so closeFull of gigglesDoes she love me?She is pregnantI am happyI give her a presentshe says its crappyDoes she love me?She has left meTo fend for myselfShe took my moneyour daughter said farewellThey fled the countryIt was all a spellDoes she love me? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KrystleQueen/1376786/ You find meI shakeYou fight meI breakYou kill meI takeevery word you seem to makeI throw it at your faceYou will not win this race that you have supposedly chasedI am the star pupilYou're the mistakeYou think you're so cleverBecause you killed meYou think you're so betterBecause you hear my pleawell.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KrystleQueen/1376339/ This is about a close friend of mine. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KrystleQueen/1358004/ There's an explosionI turn my headBut its too lateHe's already aheadI race after himMy ears filled with noiseI release the pinThen throw itI had no choiceIt felt like sinIt hitHe went downWith everyone aroundSomething touches my templeAnd I look to my leftHe shootsAnd I go to bed The screeches .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KrystleQueen/1338430/ When I flyI am freeWhen I flyI am meWhen I flythere are no constraintsWhen I flyThere are no complaints. I soarSo far out of the world I grasp the starsAnd explore the moonThen I go to marsIt's like a cartoon. But then it stopsIm in a valleyThe rabbit hopsThen I see threeThree more beesI h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KrystleQueen/1338400/ My pen crosses the paperIt makes marksThen it parksOn the center lineNow I startThis is mineIts my art. I use pastelsBut I don't sellIts in my mindAnd I copy itThat's what I findFrom my very pitI make a jagged lineThen they go smoothThat's my emotionAnd to me its fineOthers sit in a boothAdmiri.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KrystleQueen/1338390/ The colors of the rainbowThey always glowBut in this caseThere only dim.Because of your paceAnd all that spaceI congratulate youFor your grace. They tend to your wound.While you look out the windowTowards the moon.Then you look low.But let me tell youIts the achievement The bravery you committe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KrystleQueen/1338383/ I wrote this about me and my sisters relationship. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KrystleQueen/1338373/