http://slow.writerscafe.org/chris998 The original writings of author chris998 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776268016 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 As you sweep your tears dry, you hear astorm thunderous as lighting sweeping its hellish blade from the forsaken sky,vengeful as ice-cream on a stick whilst licking it the feeling of guiltconsumes is whole being, and the conclusion of it terrible fiery fate as itmelts, in every drop you hear.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chris998/1719712/