http://slow.writerscafe.org/EverX The original writings of author Bella en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776057369 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Iv someone you know is being child absused......you need to tell someone, before..... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EverX/1375998/ The Rainbow is a happyfeelingOranother thoughtOr maybe a storythat there is to tellBut there issomething about the rainbowThat makes a cheerin a child’s heartThat gives me asmileSomething that sayshappinessSomethingthat says thoughts are another .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EverX/1373637/ The soft bristles of abrushThat flow through herhairRemind her of a riverFlowing gentlydownstreamLike a child crying inout into the nightThe softness of thebrushReminds her of the gentlebaby’s skinThe way her hair shinesLike a star in the sky.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EverX/1373632/ Fighting Fighting through thispainThrough this stressI see Him His smiling face, telling me not to worryTelling me that it’ll beokayThat I can fight this I can reach up to the nearest starI can swim to the deepestdepth That His love is wi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EverX/1373628/ Through the looking glassThrough the open doorThrough the out and inI see myselfAnd the worries the alwayscome to followFor is there any way that Ican overcome thy? Is there a way to let go? Sometimes I see the worldThrough the looking glassThrou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EverX/1373627/ Inky SkiesDotted with lightsWhite, glowing with passionAfter the sun sets Through the horizon it goesAnd into the pits of depthUnder the grassy planesThe inky skies come outAnd above thy earthThere comes out the round plateGlowing with happinessTh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EverX/1373626/ Dear God, I know you can hear me. I know you see me crying down on this broken world. Its like ive been shot with a bullet, and im crumbling down like a rag doll thrown in the river. Maybe I need to get myself together, but I just cant without you, o lord. I feel like...&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EverX/1373494/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EverX/1373489/ All around me are falling angelsThey look at me and smileThey look at me and guard over meBut why are they falling?They twinkle in the night skyAnd shine like the lighten nightAnd wink like a friendThere are millions of them in the skyWhen its dark and gloomThey light up the skyThey they look like l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EverX/1373467/ The marks on her skin are artifactsThe bloody knife lay hidden under her mattressCould she really be loved?She breathes in toxinAnd on her lips are disguised wordsShe has a burden of a single tearThe air around her is cool,Like fresh water racing to the oceanLike a wicked with waitingBut that should.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EverX/1373466/ Final wreckage in a friendship. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EverX/1373313/