http://slow.writerscafe.org/Paul5758 The original writings of author Paul Bell en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775967567 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 He spotted the building in passingSo strangeIt was the building in his dreamThe little round windowsEven the flower bedsThe gargoyles looking down, so frightening he thoughtThat strange looking doorSo medieval, uninvitingHe remembered in his dreamThe hidden pathwayLeading to the tunnel into the hous.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Paul5758/2789613/ It felt like summerThe birds were singingBees were buzzingThe roses were in full bloomHe lay deadThe aroma of freshly baked cakes filled the roomThe steak knife had broken going through his chestHe would have a guarantee for that knife, she thoughtHim being so efficientShe decided he should be in be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Paul5758/2786763/ Chelsea’s fantasy was to get rapedBuddy only felt sane when he was at warJoe knew at some point he would get caughtMary was 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was on the first night he raped herThat was probably the time to get outShe stayedOn the third night, he raped her againNo sane person would stay after thatShe stayedNot a lot changed after thatMaybe the hatred grew strongerIt wasn’t till that dayShe found out he was having an affairSomethi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Paul5758/2772097/ He drives a hearseSays it keeps him off the streetsPlus, he has an empathy with deathHis dog diedOne time they brought this woman inHe started jumping up and downThe ex-wife, sheer elationSadly it turned out to be somebody elseBut he phoned just to checkHe answeredShe was fastingStill trying to get .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Paul5758/2771456/ It was one of those daysStarted with the showerShe wanted to join meWhich in any other day would’ve been greatBut her best friend was sharing it sort of to speakIt was a sympathetic sort of shareWhich was trueThe wife did leave me on the FridayTo visit her mumComing back on the MondaySo 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