http://slow.writerscafe.org/castargirl The original writings of author castargirl en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776035962 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 If something is wrong,Shouldn't it feel that way?And know that all along,That have gone astray? Your torn apart, When the wrong feels right.And your aching heart, Lets the flames ignite.  Life is a gift, Always too short. And when you let your mind drift, You may need an escort. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/castargirl/950724/ If freedom is supposed to be great,why isn't it always given? If racism is wrong and unjust, why does it happen? If marriage is supposed to last forever,why is divorce an option? If music is supposed to inspire,why do some lyrics mean nothing? If material .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/castargirl/831549/ Hello, Old Friend I haven't seen youIn awhile nowHave you been good To yourself and to your friends. Its hard, I knowTo to get back To the way thingsUsed to be But it's never ending,So we have the timeWe need So come onLets go  Back to the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/castargirl/792952/ a song i wrote http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/castargirl/762214/ Rest Easy Cody Wallace http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/castargirl/747538/ I hate this place. The paint on the walls were pealing, there were rats everywhere, and there was an overall sense of dirt. Why did my mom have to be the one that was laid off? You see when she lost her job we couldn't afford our home anymore so we had to move to a homeless person place, that I di.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/castargirl/741931/ I know who you are You came from near and farYou follow me everywhere I go I can't seem to get rid of youWhy do you follow me Can't you follow someone else I can only imagine why You will cry But it's the truthSoon you will realize that it is only fate That I leave you hea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/castargirl/738540/ My heart rate quickend, the pain in my stomach is too much I have to fall to the ground. I see the gun fall to the ground and he starts to run. "No, p-please don't leave me." He probably couldn't here me it was in such a light whisper. When he was out of view I started to remember the very firs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/castargirl/732973/ As the footsteps grew louder I knew all eyes were on me. Did the day go wrong when I warned everyone on what was to come? Well whatever they're here now and it's better to get it over sooner than later. Looking around the room the faces were changing from pure delight to a fanatic horor, they m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/castargirl/730609/ not letting people stand in your way even if they're the reason for where you are today http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/castargirl/727376/ As the cutains closed I could still feel the high it gave me and the roar of the croud when it was over. While everone else who made this dream of mine possible, I just stood there is aw. With my heart still pounding at a rapid rate I knelt down folded my hands and prayed. I prayed for all.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/castargirl/713030/ I ran upstairs slammed the door and packed my suit case. I could here his stepps coming up the wooden stairs. When he reached the room i was already packed and ready to leave. "Oh my God," he face was struck with horror when he saw the pink plastic suit case locked in my grip, "please don't... don't.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/castargirl/712178/