http://slow.writerscafe.org/Ran The original writings of author Ran en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776218973 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Honesty is a secret we share "...because love is many things but kind...it constantly takes...never truly giving..." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ran/690059/ When it's quiet, and you want to hear someone's dreams http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ran/688061/ Saying things we can never say in person to someone who's already gone http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ran/688059/ Why do you want to love someone http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ran/688058/ When you want someone to break free... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ran/688057/ Cut yourself dryBled down all the cry,You’re dreaming…you’re dreamingTossed and turnI fell and broke myself apart,I fear you’re close….you’re too closeAnd the sun will rise again,But your eclipse have just began,And now…You’re blocking out the l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ran/688055/ Nothing's perfect http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ran/688053/ Seeing you again after the last goodbye http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ran/688052/ All the small things I think I should notice more when I fall in love....I think http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ran/688051/ Worshiping beautiful empty being http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ran/688049/ Leaving a sanctuary behind http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ran/688047/ Moral is like a compass. It always points north. No matter from where you are. It depends on the person holding it to determine the road there is worthwhile of the destination. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ran/688045/ Waiting is painful but sometimes, in the excruciating pain, you find pleasure http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ran/688044/ The other half http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ran/688040/ The flames that eat one another http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ran/688039/ For what reason do I need vision when I was born without it? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ran/688037/ The End http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ran/688033/ " Because your love is nothing but a black secret, falling from a tree ripened in your hands... 'Is it alright if you taste the apple that fell from the wilting unknown tree...' " http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ran/687146/ Honesty is a secret we share http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ran/687136/