http://slow.writerscafe.org/pluto The original writings of author Michael Turnbull en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776231669 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 i'll forever live in sorrowit's the place where i feel safecontinous suffering my truth behind obligatory smilesempty eyes will tell the storyliving the sickness constantly being the broken feedingon the heinous disease inside my mindwrapped up tight a God in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pluto/697487/ i know what to do with this conflictdeep in this mind of minekill that m**********r tonightfor now i know his time it’s come for him, my bitter endhe’ll never know it camehe goes to bed early, i’m wide awakehis sleep, his death, just the same i'll sn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pluto/697474/ Took a ride with a demonwe sangpraising evil incarnatea crumbling back roadlong ago made a good days laborwas our highway to hellsplitting between usbanes tonicbehind the wheel of a3/4 ton piece of steelI was in controlaccelerating beyond what heconsidered safeI was ready.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pluto/691508/ Black Leather    Beaten ChainsHid desire    Darker stainedCoiled Whip    Weakened WarMuch to take    Wanting moreBurning pain    Stolen powerHelpless--Tangled    Taking hoursOn and on.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pluto/691502/ I've tried to fight this creature off, His nameI can't recallHe takes away the things I believe, just stripsThem away allNo help to think of nicer things, He stillcomes right on inMy mind is but a sponge for Him--I soakup all the sin. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pluto/691501/ i burnin shadowblack sky rainingmethedrine comforti burnoh youthe onemy liquid flamei surrendertightened skin peelsand i break the envelopeleaving this vesseland youmy catalyst. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pluto/690996/ daylight comesand with itall of earth's beautiful colorsi am alive in iti seetheir happy facesglowing red cheeksbright rainbow eyestrusting in their faiththe icy blue skybeckoningcotton ball cloudscommuter jet trailsand hot air balloonslush greentrees, shrubs, grasses.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pluto/690994/ i can't go on like thiswhy didn't you stop meyou know i give in easilyespecially with my addictions it started wih one, then anothercompletly enrapturedi couldn't feel the rope tightenor see the height from which i stood with my neck bent back watchingdistant celest.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pluto/690991/ this is my bodywhich will beburned for youan offeringknow I am willingwithout pauseon this altarI layon cindersflesh stickingflames lickingI can't help but scream. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pluto/690984/