http://slow.writerscafe.org/clouddd The original writings of author Pengem en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776006289 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 you reminded me of how I grewfrom the day that I met youeverything felt so new, so trueand your eyes were so blue, so blueat night, my thoughts and dreams flewand my heart settled like early morning dewbut at the time I had no cluethat what I had to dowas get over youbecause I fell in love with you http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clouddd/2043858/ I am a goddess with gold earrings and unkempt hairI am awfully sadwith aching lungsand tired eyescome a little closertell me what you seetell me I'm alive http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clouddd/2043857/ you reminded me of himthe way you would squeeze my fleshand brought your face close to mineasking for a kissbut you were kinderfunnierprobably just as cockybut there was something about you that I was intrigued bythat I wanted to know more aboutto hear your voice against my skinto 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http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clouddd/2033055/ when I think back on iton himI see himsitting on this pedestalenveloped by goldI remember his smile and heavy lidded eyesbut the thing I remember mostis that he never said my name it was never enveloped by gold http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clouddd/2033053/ things are temporaryflowers bloom and then they diecigarettes burn and then they disappear my lungs are filled with flowers and smokeand my heart is filled with vines and leavesbut those leaves are withering,decaying with my memories of himhis sweet natureI miss him, as the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clouddd/2033052/ an artists nightwith boozewith musicwith lonelinesspainting is my only escape and booze and music but not loneliness deliriousness at 1:30 in the morningdead silence is my fearan ache in my backas if I was stabbedor what I imagine stabbing to feel likeheavy lidded eyes and irrita.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clouddd/2033049/ a lot of the times he's therea lot of the time he's sitting next to mehand on my leg, digging his nails into my skinwhispering frozen, bottomless words into my earrunning his fingers along my chin and resting on my neckcaressing my throat his chest rumbles with maleficent laughter there ar.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clouddd/2033047/ Sunday late night vibescigarette in the darkcoldbut calmI love nothing morethan listening to music in the darkbut what is missingis two things;one is flashing lightssoft headlightslate night commuters two is warmtha lover himscratch thata warm bottle of whiskey would be just as g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clouddd/2033046/ unfolding feelingsin the back of your mindis like unearthing old boxeswhere memories were hiddensometimes I prod those boxesscared to open them up, with shaky handsand when the lid slips offmemories roll outthey spill like coinsand my sadness ensuesbecause those coinsthose memories they're of h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clouddd/2033044/ oh oh oh where did my mind gowhere has my soul flownwill the flowers in my heart growI ask all these people and they do not knowlooking into the mirror, my patheticness showshey hey hey its a bright and sunny daywhats on your mind, can you saytears are streaming down your faceyou look so b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clouddd/2033043/ its nice to sit and listen to himI do feel bad for himin the pit of my heartbut to laugh with himto jokeI know that he's gonna be alrightjust as I will bejust as we all areits gonna be okayreallytrulywholeheartedly  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clouddd/2033041/ I don't think I hate myselfso much anymorethe feeling comes and it goeslike a wavethat crashes endlesslythe feeling will always be with mehaunting mehiding in the edges of my brainmy strands of hairat the tips of my toesand fingerswanting to scratch my skin offan annoying f*****g rashthat never goes.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clouddd/2033038/ almost bluea melodic tunethe piano conducts the rainas it falls and hits the ground hardthe cool breeze simmering through my windowlike the splash of cymbalsmy heart achesblue deep blueit bleeds, to my fingerstracing blue lines on my skinimagining it was himtracing red linesconjuring .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clouddd/2033035/ its funnywhen you're so into someoneand I mean really into themall that ever crosses your mindis themthe way their hair frames their facethe way their eyes crinkle when they smilethe way their neck elongates like a beautiful melodythe way their fingers create galaxiesthe way they look at you and loo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clouddd/2033032/ when I look at himI am reminded ofhow madly madly madly in love with him I am,and how desperately I want him to look at meand love mejust the same http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clouddd/2033031/ he's so killera diseasepumping through my veinshis 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