http://slow.writerscafe.org/Freakonaleash367 The original writings of author Kaymara en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776002072 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 you call me a non believeri’ll tell you there’s something deeperi’ve seen some thingsand heard even worseyou say i’m lucky to be alive, that’s like being lucky for being cursedI hear a ticking everydaythe sound of my life slipping awayyou tell me, &lsquo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Freakonaleash367/721659/ loneliness is just a game he plays for funwhile i’m all alone in my room he’s searching for his gunto take a life away they say it brings another backthey must have some real faith and that’s something that I lackhow can i believe that there’s a higher manwhen all.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Freakonaleash367/710809/ I see myself in her pretty eyes. I see her destruction in my demise. I know what it feels like to be her.I know what it feels like to want to run away from the world.She locks herself in her room for days.We won't come out til' there's some kind of change.Her words echo the ones on my head.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Freakonaleash367/642615/ Song #1 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Freakonaleash367/623982/