http://slow.writerscafe.org/gogi7 The original writings of author gogi7 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776029456 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 the vial covers the things that others pretend to care aboutits cold behind this vial,only a shadow for a friendand judgmental one at that.each thought, each self loathing thought makes the vial wrap tighter and tighter,no escape, no voiceno excuse,just death by self piety.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gogi7/845932/ what ive done is no funbut i cant stopforpure evil of like black magicfrom my sharp tongue.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gogi7/809164/ Tue love exists, but on what planet, in what dimension, in which person?    Is the curtain so hard to peep through? And will that that i imagine be there? Yes it exists in soul of each person, where the Holy Spirit rests and shares with us the universal language. In the warm air flowi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gogi7/809068/ I love you mother, knowing full well the pain and hurt i have causedi am sorry.but you must knowand i know you knowthat i love you soo, No other women cancompare or spare the time you have,bleed said or tearedover me. no, do not think i have forgotten,the nine chilling .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gogi7/799654/ i fought naughtand sought naughtto get thoughtof what once was thoughtto be my moat,i once thoughtyou ought to be the thoughtthat never walked.but now my thoughthas caught the rotand aims to clotthe lot.....the sot thoughtis slaughtered,it was to distraughtto be a thought.now the thou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gogi7/799351/ a light so brightthat night could not fight. it could uniteone with its true pathall right? unholy and tainted,but not for long as lightis brightand its sight is never too far. In the abyss it will travelto brighten all that is fright. Rotten we arebut slaught and rot can no.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gogi7/799298/ CourageI caught a glimpseof a parallel me, one all pureand wholesome, It held somethingSlaughteredand forgotten. Love was its name.I had a thoughtthat walked,all it did was distraughtand sought to degrade all that was pure.I fought and foughtall the morethat was  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gogi7/799295/ Yay, another nightto consume and clearall that is me. To conform ,to perform.To out do,to consumebeyond reason. So that it may be reasonto those around me. One of them,along  with themOff i go to wherethe music is loudthe drinks are plentyand the girls are many.One caught,Snared,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gogi7/797227/ LOVE IS ALL AROUND US. BUT TRUE LOVE IS RARE. AS HUMANS WE REQUIRE LOVE, IT IS OUT NATURE TO LOVE AND FEEL LOVED. BUT IN THIS EVER INCREASING WORLD THE  "SELF CONCEPT" HAS DEVELOPED. WERE EVERYONE LOOKS OUT FOR THEMSELVES.  BUT SOON THEY DISCOVER THAT THEY HAVE BEEN DIAGNOSED&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gogi7/748373/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gogi7/748355/ Nat the Net http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gogi7/684804/ Just started this one....any constructive criticism is welcome :)) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gogi7/658187/ Venom so deadly so seductive,you must've knownyou choose to ignoreyour duplicity,Oh,how ruthless and administering, Stop it,i disapprove,i don't want it no more, Another you, Aiming at me,you took full chargeno mercy no regret,you tore and tore&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gogi7/658164/ Sry for the language....but it was one of the most hurtful days. Gave my all for a blizzard of emotions. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gogi7/657721/ I guess it wasn't meant to be...but u dragged me along, now all i have to show for it is carpet burns. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gogi7/657707/ Random writing in the train from uni..:)....this writing is based on my belief so i mean no disrespect to anyone. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gogi7/657693/ Nature,You cruel beauty.You pure,InnocentDelight,Why do you tease me?Stuck here in the urban entrapment,I only get glimpses of your colorfulSeductive beauty,It breaks my heart to shreds.I know that i can't seeYou for who you truly are,As my eyes have been darkenedBy tall ste.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gogi7/657143/ i used the eagle as a metaphor for eyes, the lion for the heart and the snake as lips/voice. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gogi7/657141/ Is there anyone out there,I feel cold and alone,No where and no one to turn too, I need someone,Something. I need to scream and rage,Yet i need warmth and love,With out it i have nothing, Nothing.I want,to laugh,And cry at my emptiness. G.E http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gogi7/657131/ I know the scars that i created upon myself you may wash away, if i truly desire them to be washed. But my pride prevents me. This pride is a wall full of slime and prickled roses. All i have to do is climb so that i may reach humility.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gogi7/657126/ Caged. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gogi7/657123/