http://slow.writerscafe.org/SpiritMoonFox The original writings of author M... en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776091059 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Dear Unknown, I feel myself slipping everyday. I would look in the cracked mirror, for which I constantly punch and bleed in front of, in hopes to see something better then what I always find. A girl... A poor girl who's passion burns brighter then ever, and yet she's alone. When she feels happy she.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritMoonFox/1907179/ Dear Unknown, No matter how many a time I sweep up my burned, ashed heart, and reforge it in the inferno that is the willing passion that burns within me, it seems all for not. I beg and plead for the pain to stop, to only ask for momentary relief. My true scars that cause me the numbing short lived.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SpiritMoonFox/1907175/