http://slow.writerscafe.org/EJ1 The original writings of author EJ1 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776028499 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A shadow, a poser and faker.A glimpse of a puddle, crying, awakenRepression, depression, oppression A guitar sits in the corner.Quiet, alone, fulfilled Stair, aware, reason Run, escape, treason Psycho, loner, hateful Consumed by shadow Alone, surrounded, controlled Pitched, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EJ1/1939970/ I always play hard to get Although I don't really mean it My heart was been guarded for quite a whileAn unlikely trait that will never go out of styleApproach me and I'll give off a VibeOf unfriendliness that makes you run and hideSomething that you just don't know though,I'm scared .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EJ1/1906591/ Wind, ocean, Sky The first ruminants of the seasonsA world full of nothingnessMaking something of nothing is our reason Faith, war, moneyAs humans invaded the plains Alliances creating our nation Yet, what truly does one gain We fought for much, each gaining littleAs solitary s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EJ1/1663854/ Took it down to make minor fix. Sorry http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EJ1/1639687/ Winds blowing in the breeze Wild grass freely bowing evergreen Fulfilled in life blessed with courageLoving torture, hardship and pity amor Because we've earned our tattoo of freedom Before we meet, tales of seas kings and queensThose moments in times of eternal piece The harder we t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EJ1/1637454/ Permanent battle scars cagedRegarding my actions, they take center stageWhen others witness my hidden rage My actions dictate my life As I fight, me against the knife See if my dreams can survive Will I learn to trust, can a man be faithful and just Is my prince waiting for me some.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EJ1/1589741/ From the beginning I never liked you Given a job that made you look like you caredBehind closed doors you looked like an angel But unknown to them I was being slowly mangled One reason happy to leave that place, I could erase you from my time and space After all these years I'm finally.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EJ1/1588704/ Crime scenes, civilians, on site we fightPolice arrive taking the rightRelief at last yet the righteous were wrong They pin us down as I sing this songRooms of people staringWe're condemned to death Left to rot - you wish your last breath, yet onlyDoing time under house arrest Yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EJ1/1588691/ I was born with mild Cerebral Palsy effecting my waist down. I've always walked with crutches. This expresses hatred/appreciation/dedication for my ultimate dream. Teaching myself to walk. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EJ1/1588656/