http://slow.writerscafe.org/jaredcp25 The original writings of author jaredcp25 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776062711 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaredcp25/1168228/ when we loved eachother http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaredcp25/1156489/ a cryptic tale http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaredcp25/1148063/ simple statisticsfalling over again with a limited realisticsa formality i remember falling in love again like back in early novemberseeing shorlines counting all the two timesrip it open watching it pourthe choices i make i cant regret anymorei see your shadow and i taste your masegrassping for air.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaredcp25/1126815/ Life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaredcp25/1083677/ take a look have a seatgrab my handfeel my heart beattook it slowmade me crawlturned my world upside downi saw youyou saw mewaited for love so patientlyshook the groundrock the earthtaught me wellhold my trust sacretlythis is how we are how we'll bewe skiped rocks over seassailed the oceanwithout a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaredcp25/1056122/ sat with eyes... pointed towards the outdrydodging the storms infecting me with all all their bad liesfor what we knowand how we see them...like running with scissorsone wrong movenow my heart is beeding... (chorus)so i'm falling, just falling... down...taking deep breathssurroun.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaredcp25/1055018/ trying to prove my love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaredcp25/1020623/ flames set cold to build a saphire statuerunning from fear to think their boldskulls that had to be grindedbound the ingenious thoughts for eternityonly to keep alive the weak minded soulsagony pours into the river greed turns sin into a lifestyle  my love is .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaredcp25/984532/ a village built of wood,rock and stonethe kings came to visitthey brought there horses, brought there gold brought there torches,brought there bows from all around peasants beged forced to kneel on one kneethen beheaded to watch them bleedwoman cried as the children fleedthe saints se.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaredcp25/941599/ the making of a hero http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaredcp25/909883/ about a girl http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaredcp25/890705/ 4 a.m runs to watch the sun riseanother day i smell the salt in the air hard work and dedication is all i have insideblood shed to tears i shall fear no manonly god can stop me where i standthey qeuver at the knees they crawl into treesfaster than lighting fist harder th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaredcp25/696832/ This is of a time in a nation far away; millions went for not so many to come back. These eyes have taken more than one could imagine, forcing nightmares to rise up tearing out from the inside. Shells burn through the smoke and the ever dusty scene taking lives and  making screams. Fa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaredcp25/696780/ for one of my close freinds me trying to understand his thoughts http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaredcp25/696726/ every step taken a little more light dimmers towards darkness just to stare at red sky with no meaninghe waits under a ancient tree with high rootswaving misery with every breezehe sings his sad story with a fluitehate followes as i clinch my teethmy reflection catches me pulls.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaredcp25/664382/