http://slow.writerscafe.org/lildan654 The original writings of author TheBlackExorcist en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776189159 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 They say love is immortal,a never ending cycle of passion,the essence of the human soul,the harmony of the universe.Until...Until its torn away,ripped from the beating heartthat lies with our chest,leaving nothing;nothing but an empty shell,a pile of dust.Is this death?Or is this a new beginning... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lildan654/1756303/ The soul that sees beauty,may sometimes walk alone,because those around,cannot see the worldas this lone soul does,for she walks the paththe path which sees the world from aboveand belowall as equals.She wonders wordlesslyseeking those who seeand who feel as she does http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lildan654/1756296/ The forest is deep,the trees stand tallshe walks slowlynoticing every detail,the wind blowing through the leavesto the creatures running amoksitting near the lonley oakshe began to smile,for once in what seemed like eternity her mind and soul,where at peace http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lildan654/1756284/ When the sky turns blackThe weary soul is restlessHaunted of memoriesMemoriesOf pain and sorrowNever given a moments restNever given the freedom of peaceSoonSoon the peace will be achievedFor the afterlife, the world of spiritsWill be a never ending wonderOf lonliness and despair http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lildan654/1755463/ The moon is full and brightbut she shines with a blood red hueFor she has been wrongedShe falls to her kneesthe moon light shines upon her faceglistening off the streamsthe travel across her cheekShe stands tall and strongbefore her wolveseven,though her tears fallwearing only a white dress and long.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lildan654/1755462/ when the snow falls and the white wind blowsthe lone wolf dies but the pack survives,the lone wolf passedhis sacrifice will live on,live on, in the hearts of the packgone but never forgotten,forever rememberedhis soul glistens in the night skyhear his howlas the pack pushes onmourning a lo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lildan654/1755460/ Her heart stopped beatinglifeless...loveless...she falls to her kneesscreaming to the universewaiting for the moment that she could once againfell the life of anotherescape from the solitude of her own mind.Hoping for his embrace, the warmth,the loving touch of his heart,but no...she sits alone, in .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lildan654/1755459/ Sitting here thinking...Thinking of all the things you've said,and all the things I didn't get the chance to say.I drowned in your eyes,and suffocated on your smile.right now, I cant breather.It hurts so much.I wont glorify it,its a kind of death,only...I was forced to keep living http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lildan654/1755457/ He sat there, in the dark, waiting on that shed of light that would never come. The feeling of hopelessness and emptiness overwhelmed him and the rain started to pour. Rolling down his cheek, it stung his eyes, burned with the firey passion that had driven him into the darkest pits of this thing he .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lildan654/1755444/