http://slow.writerscafe.org/Kashmala The original writings of author Nene en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776033685 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Oh hear ye, hear ye.The plight Of every child,That wants not To follow your legacy.Oh hear ye, hear ye.The sacrifice For your sacrifice Is your goalFor the childThat wants her own legacy.Oh hear ye, hear ye.Sacrifice you wantFor the Sacrifice you madeFor the Sacrifice you gotSacr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kashmala/2886681/ Girl's POVHe was there, sitting behind the rock. I wondered how long had he been there. I couldn't see his face properly. He had probably slipped off the rock. I hoped he was hurt. Why does it feel like I know this guy.I was about to speak up when suddenly the boy looked up. Our eyes met.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kashmala/1933125/ Boy's POV. She was standing on top of a rock with her face towards the sea. Her arms were wide open and her eyes shut closed. 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"I'm fine," I heard my self saying. I didn't knew I still had a voice. "Um... Do I know you?"His voice was terribly familiar. I still couldn't see his face. "Oh, yeah sorry," He walked tow.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kashmala/1775999/ 'Where is that park?!'I had been wandering around for 15 minutes and there was no sign of it. The rain heavily poured down on me. I was drenched from head to toes. The strong wind made it difficult for me to breath. I was in some kind of forest. The trees were swinging ferociously and it was.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kashmala/1775998/ Don't worry dear princeA time will come when, All wrongs would be rightAll curtains would liftThe Fog would clearThe sun will shineThe stars would twinkle The moon would guideThe world won't interfere.And we will be sealed for eternity http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kashmala/1678816/ Drifting http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kashmala/1678811/ Drifting http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kashmala/1678803/ Drift away http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kashmala/1678800/ Its so clear.Yet so hidden.The paths are the sameYet so different.Everything is right Yet so wrong.So many stones have been turnedYet so many lay unturned. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kashmala/1637155/ I hate this feelingOf being so close to youYet so far away..It kills me Every hour, Every minute,Every second...I just want to be with you..In a world that's ours Only ours With no rules With no responsibilitiesWith no sorrowsOnly you and meHaving fun together... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kashmala/1624022/ Emotions inside of me.Are fighting to come out...Emotions that want you closeClose to me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kashmala/1624011/ True story. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kashmala/1609441/ Past is something you should accept. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kashmala/1583752/ For my mommy. 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Samantha Holland sat up straight in her bed and stretched sleepily. ‘Here we go again’ she said yawning ‘Let’s start another day, Maybell.’.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kashmala/1496605/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kashmala/1496599/ I'll add more verses later!!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kashmala/1496444/ So many things that I hate about you.But ignore.So many words you say, I abhorBut ignoreSo many things you did, I still hateBut ignoreSo many things you said, just to hurtBut I ignoredWish you knewThe pain I've been through Just to love you http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kashmala/1490009/ It was one of the coldest nights of December.Ahmad was looking out at the world. The results of the elections would be announced in the morning. 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