http://slow.writerscafe.org/Toxicinity The original writings of author Dahlia Phoenix en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775979503 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Manhattan, New YorkSeptember 18th, 1974It was a chilly, autumn evening...The streets were quiet at this time of night, except for the distant sounds of cars zooming in the distance. Their engines roared as the sound reverberated throughout the city. 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She loved to watch the sun rise from the horizon, always captivated from the rose gold of dawn. Meadows surrounded her with thousand of colored roses from red to green but it didn't matter to her. She loved the quiet and peace it brought. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Toxicinity/813090/ Crude executionsSucking the truth from tongueBrain dysfunctions in dire momentSavage attacksPsychological tiradesBleeding fingers scratching at the surfaceNeurotic distortionsShouting at the top of one's lungsGraphic hallucinations from the peripheral eyeOppression to othersIgnoring the dilemmaA sp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Toxicinity/812493/ Ink shimmers through the skyWritten words marked upon the brethrenSpeaking through fingersLips sealedMelancholic stains spreadingFeeling the bitter ache Holding dearly to that inkCreating  enigmasFrom a further yesterdayRevealing opposite sidesWrath through the dark circlesJoy through the small.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Toxicinity/810819/ The clock ticks slowlyChildren dressing in their costumesPreparing to get sweetsThe sunset dims awayOnly for darkness to be leftParents worryFor the man who lives at the end of the roadShould never be encounteredStories of horrors unspeakable by lipsNot daring to even mention h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Toxicinity/808983/ Nothing else mattered at that momentTwo hands grasping onto one anotherStaring intensely into the depths of their heartsAs red vines bitterly blossomed through their veinsSeeking reasurrance that this was what they wantedThe world was a spinning rouletteVisions of mortals becoming a total hazeOnly f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Toxicinity/808197/ Luna.That was her name.Every time he remembered that name, his heart would sting.She had been the only one to care for his existence, the one who would hold him in her armsSing soft melodies in his ears to sooth away the fear of his nightmaresShe had given him a name...George.Luna was a waitress at .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Toxicinity/801305/ A soul can shatter into a million piecesA heart can pulse at a rapid rateThe lights flashing through human eyesPsychedelic euphoria burning the brainNerves crumblingFeeling an emptiness that never withersHands running hysterically through masses of hairA horizon with a blood red skyA city with an em.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Toxicinity/799896/ Seek today for sorrow will comeFlow away like the midnight roseAnd slowly drift away into the tenebrosityFor love does not welcomeIt devours you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Toxicinity/791526/ I have never felt sympathy for those who lieFor those who stealFor those who think just because they have fame and fortuneThey can do whatever they wantThey are humans exactly like usThey paint a portrait that they are normal human beingsNo, they are f*****g notI am sick of the so many things out th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Toxicinity/791516/ Cry all you want, you little gitThere's no way out from this malignant houseFrom the horrible tragedies that await youWhy run?Come to meBut why ask you nicely?Absolutely, that would be hypocritical from my partYou know the feel of your skin against the silver bladeAs I hear you screech for helpMy la.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Toxicinity/771980/ Martha, Katherine, Dawn, Esther and Sophia sat in the living room looking out into empty space."I'm soooo bored!" 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Thunder rumbled across the sky and droplets of water began to fall. 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