http://slow.writerscafe.org/irishblues1996 The original writings of author Gavin Wade Moody en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776229644 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Can i questionMy indiscretionWhen i'm with herAll i can see is youTell me what can i doHave lost all of youHave i lost all of meIs it save to say dangerous things Or have lost itCan our kiss be the love songFall i'm here I will catch youI cry with the memoriesI will love you Cherish t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irishblues1996/1467797/ Tears and fearLies and knivesUnderstated denominatedLost futureLost hateLost fateFinding sanity in what was realWhat was soldWhat killed meIt was your faith http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irishblues1996/1456436/ Pulling your hairWhile your riding in the airYour subtle moansThe enormous groansAs you scream my nameDigging nails in my back As I kiss your neckAs we near that moment that all couples seekI realize i'm only lusting you From my hotel room http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irishblues1996/1455225/ I write this to make a statement... Even after death you can still be spoken to. Know that no matter where you are demons are always at your door. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irishblues1996/1453698/ No longer do i sing of happinessno longer can i sing of lovewhy is it me?the truth is yet so realdoes love really existsoon i will seegood-bye as i slowly die inside. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irishblues1996/1452288/ Remembering some thingsit don't make seancewhy, how.easy is this you say?to just forget and walk away?I can't forgetit gets worse and worsehow much longer shall i live like thisi don't understandi just want to stand by you lovedcan i do it?will it hurt?i can't understand how this can beso ill j.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irishblues1996/1452241/ why must my life be this wayhated, lovedis my whats left in the world when love is gone?whats left when pain is all you havei question myself to find what isthe emptiness inside the faults of my own life the true question iswill you really miss me when im gone? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irishblues1996/1452234/ Life can't get much harderWhen your following a monsterlook into my mind to see a disastershining through like an undesiredbreaking down like an UN-glown fire can u show the powerthat opens up the hell inside http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irishblues1996/1450320/ The calling of the birds,The falling of man,The uncertainty of all,Is it possible to call,What of it if i fall,Will this be all of me,Tell me just what do you see,When hell calls for me,And death is all you see... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irishblues1996/1450315/ a discarded chess piece in this lifedo i go to far with the world in my headthe darkness surrounds metelling me i need the jaws of life to come cut me out just to shed lightforever lost in the mimwars of truth what has come of me when im swinging from this noose. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irishblues1996/1448075/ open me upclose off my worldlocked downwhat is earned for this lifea crownfor the hated the unloved the mistrustedwhat is inside mea rotten corpseno longer a beating heartslowly creeping to what i have always knowniv'e crept up on deathand fell back to every day lifeiv'e been buriedand the tears no .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irishblues1996/1447011/ The demons of timeRip me up insidePulling me downPushing me aroundDo the scream, do they shout?Is there any doubtWhat has life takenWhen i sit up at night shakingAnd pray for the bestBut what has it some to When all you do is restAnd life is a test When death calls for .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/irishblues1996/1447009/