http://slow.writerscafe.org/kuodytegabija The original writings of author Gabija en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775993031 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 YOU made ME to take those damn pillsto make US feel so damn good http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kuodytegabija/2110135/ Watching you washing your bodyIs like licking the most tasty lolipop - Every touch is full of sugarAnd I'm addicted to that. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kuodytegabija/2110134/ You're a rainbow, I write about after rain. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kuodytegabija/2110133/ once you took me dancing, and we haven't stop since.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kuodytegabija/2004742/ I feel like a weak girl, you see me like a strong women. why? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kuodytegabija/2003346/ you saw a sparkle in my eyes when anyone else didn't.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kuodytegabija/2002294/ Music without words can say a lot, your silence says even more. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kuodytegabija/1978934/ The pain is inked in my body. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kuodytegabija/1978932/ Once you took me dancing,and we haven't stoped since. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kuodytegabija/1978931/ When you kiss my body,you kiss my soul.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kuodytegabija/1966657/ A title of a poem is a name of a boy http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kuodytegabija/1966656/ I bloomed, and you left.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kuodytegabija/1966655/ Fragile like a glasssharp like a paper soft like a towel gentle like a floweryes, it's me, is it so hard to believe? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kuodytegabija/1966652/ Every time we kiss it feels like we're in heaven,Every time we're in heaven I want to kiss you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kuodytegabija/1966650/ You're a boy I want to lie in bed with and read books all day.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kuodytegabija/1966649/ Don't make love,         just have sex.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kuodytegabija/1904327/ I like sitting in the dark room,because then I feel like at home.Dark thoughts, dark moves, dark soulThis is everything I have, This is everything I crave for.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kuodytegabija/1840561/ God is making me your prisonerwhat is my destiny I keep asking myself but maybe you have an answer?Am I wasting my time on this earth?Perhaps I should take a gun and shootit would be over before I know itday after day of trying, trying to find my placeI feel so lost everywhere I goCan some.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kuodytegabija/1830837/ Don't call me beautifulI have more than that.You can find another words to describe me better.there is more than million wordsin our languageso close your eyes and choose.Anything can be betterthan words you said beforeyou can call me extraordinaryor intelligent and brave. This is what I w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kuodytegabija/1829999/ Cheating father,crying mother, praying daughterand the son that doesn't give a s**t.broken familybroken heartbroken glasswhich can't be fixed.PAUSE. he still gets forgivinenfrom a women thatshouldn't give him a second chance.Mother is trying to forget, but the daugher never will. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kuodytegabija/1823427/ Ripped jeans and a vintage shirta face make-up freedon't forget about her hairweirdly wavy hair.she's okay with looking avarageshe believes she has more than looksThis girl can only hope to meet somebodyas unperfect as she is.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kuodytegabija/1823398/ This is very personal and emotional poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kuodytegabija/1822588/ Yesterday's work. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kuodytegabija/1822567/