http://slow.writerscafe.org/Nikolean The original writings of author Nikolean en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775984065 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 what is unable to be spoken but must be realized. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/2444723/ and she finally closed that door. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/2108502/ they call her cold. her heart is ice. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/2108499/ a love doomed from the beginning, she reflects on their secret http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/2104315/ perhaps with your violence you show your love for me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/2104314/ just a moment is enough for me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/2104310/ --   soft      a whistle in the wild      the soft call of a thrush      hidden in the growth      of the vegetation      is your voice calling out to me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/2104309/ Why do you linger? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/2104292/ What does it take to break a bond? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/2049045/ he always did everything for him. but perhaps he needed to do something for himself. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1929590/ the thoughts that come with lonely nights http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1928385/ Kill me!Heal Me.I want to die.Please, help me liveI hate life,I want to learn how to live.Life kills me, I'm numb. Help.I can't trust anyone.I want to trust- but.....I'm done.I still have something to give.I know what I want.I can't even trust myself to make a decision anymore.It's all my fault.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1785515/ I've made a mistake- but is it really my fault? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1785512/ What really is the end? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1783989/ Farewell to our youth http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1783767/ A girl thinks about herself, her actions, and the cycle of her darkness. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1773693/ - There was only one way that she could be set free - (Kuroko No Basuke Oneshot) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1707692/ - There was only one way that she could be set free - (Kuroko No Basuke Oneshot) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1707691/ I am a monster.I am fated to whittle my days away alone.Without friends or family-without the one I love.I am a monster.Destined to be shunned,destined to be hated by all.I cannot run awayfrom this pitiful fate.Save me God,from the punishment I must face.I am a monster.Baby, I love you-but I'm .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1706534/ The only one that still believes in the boy- a girl with nowhere to return and nowhere to go. (Third and last installment of the The Sin of Lust poems) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1705228/ The boy's mistake has now been known throughout the school, causing different reactions. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1705216/ A young boy reflects upon his mistake of one night. Of how it could destroy him. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1701892/ Reflection of madness. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1701889/ I used to run and fear my end;but now I treat the darkness as my friend. Don't you know, there's beauty in a lie;Spoken like a bittersweet goodbye?You left me alone, though I accepted you. Humans, that which I loved-accepted me not, just let me to rot. So unknowingly my heart became t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1603940/ Have you ever thought of dying?Have you ever thought of what would happen after death?Have you ever thought of a failed suicide?Have you ever thought of being murdered?Have you ever thought of dying?Has that very thought consumed you to the pointthat you cannot exist without it?That you must find ou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1559187/ The light,it wasn't bright,not bright at all.This light was in factanother dark hole.But the young girl didn't- hadn’t known that-she was merely looking for change.The young girl indeed, followed that lighthe gave.He was the best-athletic, a musical genius,a genius to no end.He was the greates.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1527241/ We danced, danced until the clock struck midnight.I wished for the night never to end because I knew,once the clock struck time,all my love would be gone,everyone will be gone.It's night two.I waited for you here, under the grove in the forest,where we danced the previous night,where I felt loved.Lo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1524703/ Everything you say, everything you do,Take care.Everyone you love, everyone you hate,Beware.Cause I've done this before,been on this road.And the only thing that I can say,Is beware the lies,Is beware the truth 'cause that's what made me this way.Refrain: I'm a lost girl,I'm a lost cause,don't .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1524674/ Ebony-Black eyes,with her crimson cape of hair,flapping in the wind.Her smile so radiant, so warmthat would keep you wanting,wanting to stare at itfor hours,hours,hours at a time.Her positive aura surrounded those around her,those who were with her.She changed people.Changed them for the better.That.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1524128/ Refrain: A thousand faces, a thousand masks,a thousand cracks, a thousand breaks.My sanity seems to lie in the grey.I had loved more than most,hated more than most,believed more than most.I believed in you,but you never believed in me.Refrain: A thousand faces, a thousand masks,a thousand cracks, a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1524118/ She isbut a drowning girl.She is stuckon the pinwheel of despair.Her true colours have been effaced.Help.She has talent.That's what they all say.She has beauty.That's what everyone says.But they don't try to see her for her.They only see the outside.They don't know she's drowning.Drowning in a wave .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1521460/ This is for the night shades contest http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1516627/ I feel it late,to notice these growing feelings of hate.Why can't I makethis growing hatred of you seem fake?All the time we had spent together,seems to fly out the window, light as a feather!Now I can't help but feel disdain,and I cannot manage to refrain.I love you so much,yet that much is enough .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1515829/ I love you,that much I cannot deny.Your beautiful smile,your silky hair.I love every part of you.No matter what happens to you,I will always be there for you,there to catch you,there to show you love.No matter how much you change,I will never stop loving you.No matter your emotions,I won't hesitate .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1514666/ I look towards him,I look away when he looksin my general direction.I want to tell him,but turn away,for fear of being rejected.Do you know?I never care about appearances, but suddenly, I am conscious of myself.Do you know?I notice all the little thingsyou do.I notice the way, the way your.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1514558/ A thousand faces, a thousand masks, a thousand cracks, a thousand breaks.My sanity seems to lie in the grey. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1514551/ Sun shines,goodbye.It has become spring again.Do you remember those warm summer days,where I ran everywhere, and nowhere,where I ran through the scripts,ran through those meadows?Where you watched me contently,under the shadow of the trees,preferring the coolness of shade, rather than the warmt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1514549/ Time.What is it really?Is it really just a ticking of a clock,an indication of the day?Is it really just a reminder,something to be taken for granted?Does it move ever too quickly,or too slowly?What is time?Is it a sound telling uswhen to start,when to end?No.Time is all of these,yet none of these a.. 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He is a prodigy, and a master in the art of stealth. As a final test, he is assigned to kill the Dark Light's greatest nuisance, http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1511644/ Alex Hardford is a male agent working for the assassin mercenary group Dark Lights and one of the best, but the youngest. Runnine Grenada is the FBI's best young agent. I am a civililian, a nobody. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1511249/ My failure as a detective, my failure as a person. My failure to live, to fulfill his dying wish. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1511232/ A man who has always lived so surely, a man who had so much conviction, believing in his justice, finally sits down and asks, Was he really right? But it is already too late. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Nikolean/1510527/ If you just sit and listen, you can hear cries in the night. chilling screams, and terrible stories. 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