http://slow.writerscafe.org/juiceboxx_x The original writings of author Hugo Lopez en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776116616 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 What is life I know it can hurt like knifes then again its full of laughs the saying is what ever you choose can open new paths through my eyes I see life as a game you ether die with fame or perhaps shame others say life is a gift,life is a gift but like any other gift it wont be missed a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juiceboxx_x/1579476/ don't fall for loveit's like a dove it just flys awayleaving you afraidmaking sure you never trusta hoefor they can take your soulso be smart like danhe's an imagenary manhe let's no girl control himbut yet very dimto bad he don't  existfor every man has his own mistlost forever in itfor every .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juiceboxx_x/1548335/ it's time to forget the pasteven though  it was a blastyou gotta forget what happenenedin order to be a captainsailin the oceansof emotionseverybody knows about the time when y'all hang around looking finebut it just not. the samesince He cameeverything  changedand you two  went into .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juiceboxx_x/1548328/ I feel trapped like a ratbeing chased by a catthere's no way outbut yet with out a doubtI believe I will be freeout into the greenwhere i would climb up a treeand take a look at the seawhere the boats sailand the people yellto say good bye  and have a safe triphoping the ships don't ripI wish I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juiceboxx_x/1548324/ I’m always aloneEven at homeI might as well be ghostBecause nobody will careThat what I feel the mostSo why should I breathe this airPerhaps I should be sparedI have no friendsTheir only acquaintancesYet even that tends to endThough I may be patientWho knows for how longI just gotta be strongI.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juiceboxx_x/1548321/ Death is closeWe fear him the mostThere’s nothing we can doBut I think we shouldIn order to liveWe have to fightAnd stop the hidingHe’s only the boss And we’re the ones who pay the costSo why not rebelI’m sure he’ll go to hellBack to his casketSo we the peopleAre now tr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juiceboxx_x/1548319/ There was  a boy who was born into a city of chaos called Demonia , it was a horrible place to live. There were also myths of another city off the coast of the country of peace and love. Rumors say you must go past the dessert of no return then through the jungle of death and if you survive tha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juiceboxx_x/1548314/