http://slow.writerscafe.org/devina_c The original writings of author Butterfly Ninja :3 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775997079 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Shehad always been running away from it. After her parents’ disappearance, thechase had become more intense. She was faster but, it, stronger. Now sitting inthe dank motel room her eyes glued to the ancient computer, trying to findanswers of what this being was. She got up off her seat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/818367/ nothing makes sense white pages swirling awaya moviewith no words just imagine the storya play be playwhich you createyet this freedom so differentit cannot possible be realthose outlineskeeping the world on a balancethey were merely suggestionsyet we ate them upand now what?the minute the chains ar.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/807123/ just thoughts... :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/774539/ Crystal dandelionsfrost covered and brittle frozen in timeyetwithered awayalone in a field of warmthyellow petalsfrosted with tearsfrozen and storedyet you don't listendo youalone and defiantmy littlecrystal dandelion http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/770035/ Relics from hell line the hallsShallow graves, gallows fallBrimstone & fire burns awayStripping flesh, bringing decayStatues of salt made with slate,and the tears of the damnedDemons with dissolute deedsscreaming souls suffice their needsSouls fall into the mouth of hellPoked , prodded, burned &.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/763335/ I dont know why i act the way i doThe things ive done for foolish prideReckless deeds with a stone heartHow many lines have you drawnThat i havent crossedI dont know why i act the way i doAlmost like I havw nothing to looseGettig that urge to run recklessly Untamed stalli.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/761001/ Some words I thought I'd string together see where it goes http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/753079/ Exerpts from different letters to make one big letter? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/751826/ Wispering secretsto my beloved willow treehow many secrets has it held?stored away like jars with soulsswaying gentlycarsessing leavesmy utmost comfortit's weeping tearssaddens my heartyet it always waits for meIt's not mine to keepBut it's here to stayCollecting my secrets.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/748456/ Blowen from here to thereDrifting carelesslyLike dandilion seed headsblowen away bywishful children Drfiting acrosscitiestowns andfeilds Unlesshopeful soulsgrsap those driftersand keep them grounded http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/748449/ She was exhausted from running away from this shadow. Since her childhood she had ran away from it, from this thing for as long as she could remember. She was but a young child when she first saw it, standing behind her house, peering into the woods that lined her back yard as an unworldly&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/742907/ quick fact lighting is known to hit men more likely than women btw main character in this is a girl :P http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/739799/ a man being handed for being a pirate and his life after http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/735961/ *** thanks to Roy McCarthy for the chorus yeaaa it's an irish spring poem :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/735326/ the wendigo is a Canadian 'beast' passed down from native stories :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/729771/ courus type thing from macbeth (my english teacher would be so proud :D) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/728619/ pretty obvious http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/726696/ ... :P http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/726695/ plants, plants, plants :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/726657/ ME!!! :D http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/725849/ if anything is wrong about how girls wear make up tell me cuz idk how they do... i prefer to sleep in 10 mins than smear animal fat across my face :) and i don't wear any :P http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/724653/ idk exactly why i had used cherries instead of anything else but i'll roll with it XD http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/724638/ me after someone brings you back to reality after daydreaming http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/724563/ a poem by my sister.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/724548/ a story my 6 year old sister wrote i promised her i would put it up here i fixed typos so you can actually understand it! :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/724534/ a poem but it kinda makes 2 poems if read vertically...? didn't plan for that to happen though.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/724480/ You look at me from across the roomOur eyes meetI turn awayTinged redThis can’t workI can’t have youYou’re meant for someone elseSomeone you pass by without a glancesomeone that follows you aroundlike a lost puppyi promised to help herand.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/724081/ Behind this smile I hide                My trueself                           &n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/724073/ based off of Rapunzel http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/723540/ my failed attempt at a story XD http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/723361/ Over the wallIs where I want to beOver the barrierIs what I want to seeOver these bricksI want to climbOver the wallIs where I want to See, the clear bluesky http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/722864/ Every day she colours Pretty pictures Alive with colour~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A car crash killing a family~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Today she colours no moreHer crayons all neat in a rowWaiting to create picturesI only they knewThy never will http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/722002/ just a rant, btw the nursing of the bird is true, i did actually do that... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/720992/ Do you know what it’slike to fail?You try only to getknocked downWhatever I do isnever good enoughIt seems like thosewho don’t try succeedPeople blame you fornot making itThey say try harder nexttimeWhen you are allburnt out90%? Do betterYou .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/720975/ I roamIn a tranceLike a ghostIn the hallwaysI have a shellThat you try tobreakBut I hold itstrongStop reaching outI’m doing itFor your safetyIt’s somethingI can’t controlPeople jeeringStaringIt’s a dailyroutine.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/720379/ bleah... -.- http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/720368/ ... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/719592/ someone drowning... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/719406/ um i was bored...? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/718985/ Road kill :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/718716/ me playing around with colours http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/718388/ it's believed that women who have a horoscope of the scorpion (like me XD) were descendants of the amazon warriors... who knew? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/718310/ *emerald city as in the poem is from the wizard of oz where the 'wizard' lives :) for those that may not know http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/718252/ Life of a kid who ran away to join the circus http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/718123/ Evil truth behind butterflies ... Nasty things ewwww bleh http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/718102/ just fooling around with words so it's not that great http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/717808/ a description of a forgotten city http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/717762/ I’m a wandererFlitting from Here to thereI haveA gypsy soulCan’t hold me downI want youBut I can’t stayBlame itOn my gypsy soulIt runs in my bloodUncontrollableSee me todayI’m gone tomorrowI’m trying to changeB.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/716769/ its after someone gets out of prison, no jungles involved :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/715923/ Eyes wide openedWhite roomSmells sterile A pinch at my armIVs hooked into meLike wiresI feel roboticI don’t belong hereOne little cutOnce a nightSoon it became twoTill it overtook meThey said I neededthisI scoff at doctorsPerfectly fine.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/devina_c/715324/