http://slow.writerscafe.org/vbmkl The original writings of author Black Man's Palm en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776221311 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Khala my friendI hope you won't pretendI wish you all the bestAnd I know you'll understandBut when i come backThere will be mud Up to our kneesAnd we will hold on tightUntil our hands freeze http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vbmkl/1715988/ How brave is this world?Or have you lost your soul?Put me in the middleThe message is sentFur on my backIs growing againPut me in the middleTear me apartTell me for whomI should do my art http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vbmkl/1715589/ It is something ordinary,the way to forgetI'll take it voluntary,simple as thatOne by one,they just stand in linefirst you have your dinnernow it's coffe timeMy arms are stretchingbigger than beforewhere I can be foundonly you will know http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vbmkl/1715587/ Is it true,that I can't reach you?But if I do,what will you do?Dirty clothes and all other codes will disappearformallydon't believelet it clearjust as the fear fear of losing,fear of accusingHow far on my way down?Kneel in the corner and growlIs it a failure,I still don't knowTroubled sou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vbmkl/1715580/ Silent,but truegive,lose,in a momentPleasure for sureis in my brown shoesWe should ride before the darkNo more talkwhen we take a walk,and leave the smoke behindSquare turns to anger,but it all fades awaywhen i walk inand see the candlesSmile on my faceI am child again http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vbmkl/1715569/ Hold tight,I's gonna be a hell of a ride.Eleven was the start.And I was distracted.Bad feelings in my mouth.I miss you mom. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/vbmkl/1715562/