http://slow.writerscafe.org/winxlifee The original writings of author winxlifee en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776230182 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 tales enslaved of ambiguous fortune ,virtuality where dependent on protagonist's HOF,there lives a character crestfallen,for her only was dreaded walls.reaping her childhood,befalled to be saved,by the protagonist who the writer's artistry framed,bygone are the stories,stories we ave.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/winxlifee/1721243/ i,a sinner represent you in words yet flamenot extinguishable even by waters bay.mercy maybe to the shoresbeing no hides nor tides so calm within meeven i desire of shades (colors).dreams i dreamt of slept or awakehandful of sandpassing by.what i sow is what i riperose or.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/winxlifee/1469307/ insecure to my skin color it holds scars of some incident can't find way home .what happened to smile which took a candy to buildjust colors to face that hides each trace .for i want to be perfect yet perfectionist a mythto loose identity on my way to sink.can't find way home.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/winxlifee/1459219/ a human with a charm or an angle in disguise you were the wind that resulted my flight . nothing could match the touch taking me higher with a blow increasing my pride .though dependence was there i never felt its depth as i categorized you none other than myself.i kept on flying.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/winxlifee/1458489/ am i trapped in the empty pool of passion ?one eclipse tO my scars and i enhanced devils wing,to my affection am i overdosed with sunshine ,designed to burn in human lightsthough i feel no energy i could mark alivejust a velocity directionless .closer to faith demarcated by fate ,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/winxlifee/1450790/ to my sail through ocean of sins no wind yet tides of sacrifice,oaths taken when symbol of mercy forgotten by self created prejudice.i am breathless to words spoken yet alive to recall and regret with no ambition.silence surrenders to the blunder that created its existance ,rules when .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/winxlifee/1448472/ as the dawn breaks ,hope emerges from the evry dew drop seen,nature calls reflects reality somehow forces us to think ,though change is a law of nature ,but why needed cause i cant recognise myself , everytime i dig deep .everything that haunts my memory i dont remember,as if lost under th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/winxlifee/1446025/ to live with faith ,die with grace all that i was asked for was not being a disgrace though time made me hollow ,so that new thoughts could fill in , i kept it empty and fears filled in . my dreams turned myth ,all i never wanted but somewhere in my blankess i still believe :world can .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/winxlifee/1445658/ A call,fear , place & tear constitute the wrld ... On the edgesof letting go ..... Wish , mercy , dream & love were thecriminals that killed the one in his own four wals ... Among the shades of a pine forst ... A wood cutter confusedin chosing the best .. With a will to cut one ..bt his feet.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/winxlifee/1445251/ colours that invade my eyes,thoughts that burn my desire, iam nothing left more than a blind aura,still the winds wantme to fly.the passions i have left so far ,the mercy i called fr within myheart, all bestow on me undone, still blossms question me whynot like them.each feel that tempte.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/winxlifee/1445248/