http://slow.writerscafe.org/dcvl The original writings of author Deanna en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776010939 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 sometimes i catch my mind wandering in stormy fields of weedsasking silly questions that circle “did i tell you i loved you enough? did you know you were my morning sun?”you were my morning sun. but maybei did not love you enoughis that why you left me high and dryand went runn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dcvl/1389729/ a young women's coming of age tale in this blasphemous world we call the modern day reality. each chapter consists of one life lesson she learned, in some way or another. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dcvl/1181551/ quiet like a trainshutting downdo i even know it's you anymore?the mask hides a pretty face-i cant remember it.but at night when we crywe are smiling. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dcvl/1181546/ how terrible it feels to be waiting on someone.It's as if I'm stuck in purgatory and you're at a party.But that's what love is right? Sacrifice. But why am I always the one doing the sacrificing? When's my turn to be selfish? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dcvl/1068083/ that day that you told me it was overI knew I was over.when you told me you met someone newI already knew.I felt it in my heartwhen you didn't look at me the samewhen you didn't say I love you too.I knew http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dcvl/1068048/ Sitting on your throne,painted gold.You're up there,and I'mwaywaydown here.I can beg you to lookbut it takes you to seeso I just wait and waitand wait.We locked eyes onceit was quick.But the memories of usrushed, exploded.Thengone,gone,gone. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dcvl/642456/ If you took a bird's wingsyou have me.If you steal a man's prideyou have me.If you take a woman's loveyou have me.If you take a child's innocenceyou have me. I walk without legsI laugh with no smileIf you walk awaythere is only me.Useless. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dcvl/633424/ three years i have grown with youto be person i don't want to beyou're the only thing i genuinely wantedneededeverything i cherish is slowly turning graysoon blackbut there is a light at the end of the tunneljust youand i can't be happier.i can't say it out loud, so i write it:i am in love with youa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dcvl/631819/ listen to the fields we live onand the tales we tellcountry kids they call uswe just live the simple lifebooze in one handcigarettes in the other, all we have are each otherwe laugh and smilegrateful for the new daycool crisp airfilled in my lungs along with the tobaccythe wind throug.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dcvl/631810/ i wrote this while listening to My My, Hey Hey, by Neil Young. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dcvl/631804/