http://slow.writerscafe.org/SilentWhisperer The original writings of author Silent Wisperer en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776075832 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I put on my mask. No one can see. No one can know. No one knows my face. I can't let the darkness show. The only me they see is painted on a canvas. An illustration with hopes that life will imitate art. Elegant and poised. No one will ever know. No one will ever see. I walk perfectly as the smoke a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilentWhisperer/1866440/ When you have time to just think in the darkness, things really start to sink in. The person you fell for well never be yours. That feeling of completion is like the last bit of vodka in the bottle, you're only left with memories of the beautiful time that passed just wishing there would be more so .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilentWhisperer/1866411/