http://slow.writerscafe.org/24w91 The original writings of author l.z en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776111319 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A million times he lied and a million times I went back like he was all that I had like he was the purpose of my existence. People all over the world were dying for food, me; but my appetite was him and for him alone I was dying for. His almond shaped eyes that would know my deepest desires, I know .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/24w91/1789973/