http://slow.writerscafe.org/buttercupcruella The original writings of author SheWhoWillNotBeNamed en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776032312 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I say those magical words: "I love you",the words that I wanted to say to you every day for the rest of my life,and now I feel nothing.I hear those magical words: "I love you",the words I wanted to hear from you every day for the rest of my life,and now I feel nothing.When we talk,I don't feel the p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buttercupcruella/1157448/ After a looong break I'm planning on coming back here. Found this piece in my old blog; thought it should join the rest :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buttercupcruella/1157061/ "You, I and she"I woke up and smelled the love in the air,which almost made me forget about your affair.I turned towards you and kissed your lips,almost forgetting the way you held her hips.I looked into your opening eyes,trying to forget her Halloween disguise.I took you by the hand to show you the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buttercupcruella/733368/ This is yet another translation. Funny I just noticed half was written in English, half was not. (She - as in loneliness) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buttercupcruella/718047/ This is a translation of a poem originally written in a language different than English. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buttercupcruella/718044/ When you hear so many fake "I love you"'s... When you're fed up with everything... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buttercupcruella/718042/ One of those moments when you can't find your place :S http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buttercupcruella/718040/ One of those weird things... Short, to the point. Works when read in at least 2 ways... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buttercupcruella/718039/ This is very unlike me. No idea where it cam from. Not sure if I like it, either... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buttercupcruella/718038/ "Chickenflue..."Anthrax,SARS, mad cow disease, chicken flue, what will be next?Death chases death! illness chases illness...People are starving so as not to eat the virused product. Ha! Ha!Is this genius plan going to solve everything?No viruses are needed, no illnesses, no p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buttercupcruella/718035/ One Sunday night I decided to write:) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buttercupcruella/717382/ This is my first attempt at a Cinquain Poem. For a contest on the "I Challenge You" group. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buttercupcruella/712131/ "This is the end... You know?" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buttercupcruella/711701/ I often feel empty inside, but then I get hit and I can enjoy my life once again. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buttercupcruella/706174/ A bit funny, a bit serious. Written on a plane. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buttercupcruella/706172/ I found it on my computer today. Totally forgot about it. I love it. It was written during a chilly autumn evening. The poem shows how easily the mood can be changed if the right people are around us. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/buttercupcruella/706163/