http://slow.writerscafe.org/CML89 The original writings of author Chenin Marie en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776002095 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 When people say "they took the best years of my life" they must not have had what we did You did not take anything from meYou gave me the best years of my life Shared in each moment with meWe spent those years, the best years, togetherAnd that is what makes them great Our love w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CML89/2112414/ Calloused hands from trying to build boysill prepared to be men Scar tissue on arteries, losing parts of meon each mannequin I piecetogetherAnd each time I try These malfunctioning prototypesThey never work just right Becasue all the words in their manuals read DISASTER  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CML89/2108034/ This is not finished, just needed to get it down. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CML89/2107952/ I saw angels on interstate 8Wings leather boundAnd arms rested on handlebarsInbetween white lines on the highway Synchronized two wheel riders.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CML89/2103168/ I was a reflection,everything you wanted I told myself I could be.I sacrificed myself for your happiness. You were a reflection.I projected.Swallowed my pride for your satisfaction.All the menDifferent bedsAll the drugsNo end Supplementing a feeling I was not getting from you.H.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CML89/2006749/ The morning you left, the sun crept through the blinds and laid itself on your sidenext to meIt kept me warm enough to stay content in my half slumberBut not warm enough to fill me from the emptiness you leftThe beams of light danced across my unshaven legs And I pretended it was your weathered.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CML89/2004814/ I remember when we fell in love and you gladly accepted all my broken partsBut it was those same broken parts that came back to haunt usAnd what caused me to break your heartI always knew I had some issuesDark thoughts inside my headI always thought I could bury these issuesWith drugs and in di.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CML89/1956912/ I had to tell youBecause sewing my lips shut Did more damage than prying them openI had to tell youBecause every night you fell right asleepI laid awake, suffocated by doubtStrangled in your armsI had to tell youBecause each time your lips touched mineI felt nothingI had to tell youBecause my h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CML89/1910716/ I laid brick and mortarBuilding with youBut there came a pointWhen I no longer yearned to buildAnd I knewThe higher up we wentThe harder it would be for me to fall http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CML89/1910714/ My seed was planted next to yoursand as we sproutedour stems intertwinedWe grew like thisnaturallyBut my petals began to wiltAnd no matter how hard I tried to growtowards the sunAloneIt did not matterbecause I was anchored down by rootsStuck in soilI thought was home http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CML89/1910712/ I am humanCautiousBold but scared.I am a womanProudIntelligent and self aware.I am a childCuriousPlayfuland naive.I am myselfBrave HopefulAnd all the other things I wish to be. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CML89/1902403/ The trees are dancing outside my window.A soundtrack of birds fills my house.Racoon tailed fluffy cat, perfectly perched on the windowsill, engaged.So much depends upon life on the other side of the glass. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CML89/1902402/ Suffocating, debilitating, exhilarating, fornicating SicknessFever between my thighs, chills up and down my spine and when I look into your eyesI want to get into bed, into your head, nothing more needs to be said.I'm flushed with this heat and my cheeks are turning redNo penicillin can cure th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CML89/1825920/ Isn't it lovely this charade we endorseWhen we refuse to let go once loves run its courseYoure just a pawn but I'm only a rookAn empty stem with a stamen after the petals you tookBut there are plenty of bees left to pollinate meAnd numerous sharks still left in the seaI'll bloom on.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CML89/1772831/ Feeling 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wordssmiley faces and hearts but your voice is never heard.We make plans to meet in weeks, or months or daysBut I feel once you know me your feelings won’.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CML89/1582718/ They call me the chameleon, I’ll be just what you want.Once I find your weakness, I’ll hypnotize you with lust.I can be a boa constrictor, suffocating my prey.I’ll breathe in your breath until your insides start to fray.They say I’m the black widow, I’ll entangle you in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CML89/1511841/ It started with a look.Strictly of lust.I always was the instigator.I sipped my drink, and threw out my hook.Catch and release but I always kept a few.They were just souvenirs.What’s another vacation f**k?A two for one special or a special for two.I was in control and neither one stood a chanc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CML89/1493566/ Little green blades tickle my feet.I press my cheek to the soil and whisper “I love you”.With my palms to the ground, I feel her vibration.I can only assume she must know its me.I close my eyes and breathe her in.She hugs me with sun beams that dance on my skin.My eyelids flutter as her .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CML89/1493305/ The concept is appealing but with these feelings we start revealing.Ideal standards and unattainable dreams, getting drunk on the make believe.Stepping stones along this journey, multiple connections, twisting and turning.Unaware of the destination, enjoying time even when time is wasted.The idea of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CML89/1493294/ I get no relief, not even with sleep. When I try to rest my mind is when it starts to peak. I close my eyes but I can still see, the vivid images that are only for me. I’m bound by my confusion, questioning if my reality is only a delusion. I've come to terms that this life is just o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CML89/1493293/ I don't know you but I love you.We've crossed paths before, inhabiting different forms, a lover, a friend or a foe. I see glimpses of you in people that I know.You don't know me but you love me. You've thought of me before, in a dream where you imagine what the future has in store.We are strangers b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CML89/1492724/ They define themselves with flashy cars, new technology and trendy bars. The depths of their minds are anything but deep, surface people living life while they sleep. But I refuse to give up. I refuse to give in and I find myself infatuated with their idea of sins. 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