http://slow.writerscafe.org/chael The original writings of author chael en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776113564 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 This is a fictional account of a very depressed person typing his swan song to a word document. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chael/2002391/ What is this out sanity?Para sitting off of me,Simply no mutualism,Not a bee, Pollinating; loving me,But love is over used, It's tossed and abused, Little love, who are you? Do you serinade my sane? Are you the picture in My frame.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chael/1476907/ My form is but an illusion, mere chance that I am here Suppose we are identical, in every form of the word Minds pleading for individuality, that, an illusion twoHearts seeking unity, it's our natural instinct twoSuppose we press reverse, rewind across galaxies and universes two Only to re.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chael/1465690/ You're neither pure nor dirtyShe'd cut herself to be like youHer arrogance, her air Digusting yet beautiful Appreciate her, for she is mislead No longer are you a desired being The way she lines her eyesThe way the boys grin, teeth crooked They'd devour her We are existing animals .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chael/1465302/ I've been high and I've been low Down that city, down that roadAround the bend, smelling the dewRather be home, with coffee for two Smell of you, your husky cologneJust won't go, won't leave me alone I could venture every city on the mapBut that won't bring my sweet honey back Somebody tell me .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chael/1460285/