http://slow.writerscafe.org/Sarah%20Beth The original writings of author Lucky Me en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776009788 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 smart to leave before the movie endswho wins and who losesand who is to say which was righta criticYou get up and leave before the creditsturn around one more timemaybe a special image you misseda sinic Walking aroundwith the conception of carehow could they see or knowI.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarah-Beth/466829/ Tired of running to places I can't stayTired of talking like I have somthing to sayTired of pretending this isn't a game that I play I'll keep you in my armsyou wouldn't ask me for my dirty loveYou'll hold me down cryingbut I'm not the type of girl one does love .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarah-Beth/465902/ muffle the noise pleasekeep your inside voice at handno one knew you'd be soso god damnloudhush girl hushblondes don't know what to saydye it right but we dont' carewho are you today?why so down?Its just another white collarbutton upred tietucked in place to bedon't you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarah-Beth/354284/ free write: just edited 9/9 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarah-Beth/314371/ My idea of a stripper. Not as grotesque as I'd like it to be. I have trouble portraying my sick thoughts as well as I'd like. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarah-Beth/312273/ Happy nowThings didn't go awaynever told me how to let gonever told me how to relate Happy daddyThings didn't look upno one told me this was lifeno one said kids were adults Happy preasentsThings I didn't wantnothing could be enoughnothing could make it stop&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarah-Beth/309860/ Babies lyingon the bathroom floorshe's spendingwhat she can't affordstill eatingwhen she's already fullDont tellbut it already came up breathe a deep oneits not over yetthink about itthink about itone two one two don't count too highor we'll make it hurt just enough .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarah-Beth/303727/ maintian my composurein this fucked up enclosurehow can they say I have it together?how can they say my life is anything but over They keep coming just a little closerthey don't know but they can't hold heri'm just a grown child looking for her father http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarah-Beth/300271/ yeah I was mad http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarah-Beth/296407/ half smile almost laughits only in passingnot worth reactingit's my shallow tacticbeing compacted snap me up in my mabeline caselife makes sense in this placementit's my life and this is how I fake iti'm just a girl with morals in the basement shut the door and walk m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarah-Beth/293813/ "You can't do this on your ownyou don't know enoughor maybe it is too muchno no I won't tell you whichyeah its another one of your f***s He's nothing new don't think itanother boy you can't lovecome on you thought it love?you are far too corruptno no you are just far to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarah-Beth/281845/ I love Nine Inch Nails. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarah-Beth/271099/ I'm falling for a guy and no I don't feel its a cheesy love poem. It is about a struggle. An independent struggle. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarah-Beth/270587/ old one http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarah-Beth/268234/ Another oldie but goodie I found today. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarah-Beth/268231/ I seriously just found this, among others, in an old journal I never remember writing. Fun stuff. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarah-Beth/268227/  Realities turn intomemoriesonly thought of by chanceKisses turn intomomentsI thought would still lastTempation turns intomovtiveslying with my best act Shut the bookTurn off the lightQuiet myself Cover my eyes Don't want youbut here you areInside d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarah-Beth/268222/ Older poem revised. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarah-Beth/268216/ Old poem I wrote in, s**t what was it, 2006. I was quite angry at the time. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarah-Beth/268209/ Don't call me beautifuldon't hide your storystop saying you're truthfulmaking reasons to be sorry I don't want you to tell mehow we'll turn into nothingI don't wan to hear realitythough you can't stop lying So don't ask me to hold youdon't ask me to lean on youstop .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarah-Beth/267981/ Loud fast paceset in motiontrown past metelling me to go go gobecause I walk too slowhurry or the door will close Didn't tell youmaybe I never wouldCloudy days fallbut my logic isn't blurred No this fast lifecan't pull me backI won't fall downI don't have thei.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarah-Beth/266137/ Song in the works. Have a melody, just have to learn the guitar for it lol. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarah-Beth/263745/ I said it. What? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarah-Beth/263328/ Modified version of the song. Sounds so bad a*s too. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sarah-Beth/224115/