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The original writings of author Ice en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776012989 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I have a voice to unleash thought by thought,and if you promise to be attentive, I'll let them out from my lips.I'll speak in a whisper, and if you choose to listen,you'll hear every word...I'll vocalize my story only once,And if you fail me,know that I'll take my sail and let it fly,and across the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ice./732300/ Now, let mine be the only whisper in which you hear,and let mine be the only beat that softens your blistering fingers.You're listening to the music but you're not sure how it comes,or from where.They say that time shall teach you where to look,but you find a peak of hope in a past's tempestuous lon.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ice./729687/ I can't say enough and I won't say too little,something is tingling within meand at any moment I may be pushed too far.A twinge may relax me but it releases a chemical,increasing my speed and splotches bloom in frontof my eyes.I can't take too much more and I can't forget,but it's the same you that .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ice./723415/ My slender hands are touching the balcony's railing,white and pearly like the gates of heaven, they say,and I always listen to their stories for a little taste of hope,so maybe someday I'll get a sip of velvet wine.I feel it from my ankles to my toes,a numbness that spreads like a vine in repose,I o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ice./723410/ I feel old and worn away,I guess I was born that way,but the truth in your lies scorch tonight to make me feellike I'm far too alive to be alive,I'm burning....Don't you feel the fires beneath your skin,like your soul is speaking from far within?It's telling you to breathe but the endorphins never q.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ice./723387/ Frigid breaths ease into my veins,but I don't even care anymore;Stop sedating me,you know that your wishes strip me,and frozen bones resist untilthey cannot endure or fight againstthe cold anymore;Stop sedating me.After all, I'm justice drops to you,like tears that fall,and you'll just turn your eye.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ice./722861/ sorry, a rant....an absolute venting of mine http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ice./722197/ It's a coarse feeling on the back of my tongue,it's a rubber stopper on the ropes we've rung,it's a personal poison that only corrodes meand from the inside,I know you feel it somehow if you'd only look.I guess I just expected you to open your eyes,so open your eyes for me....It's on those nights wh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ice./722164/ You can be distorted and gorgeous,you can be cracked and ultimately fulfilled;You can be stitched and sewn with love,and you can be lost from all of the blood;You can be shattered and restless,you can be alone and alienated from your soul....You can be flawlessly flawed,and I'll always applaud .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ice./721948/ This light rainjust falls to saturate the blacktop.This light raindances between my pours.This light rainis a mist in my face and I hold up my handsjust to catch its embracefor my mistaken claim.This light rainmakes me want to singwith a voiceI must have mistaken;This light rainmakes me want to call.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ice./721438/ I smoothed my finger over my savior,I let it wash into my veins with its capabilitiesto take it all away.I slipped it at the location of my sleeve's absence,and held my breath as tears danced down my cheekbones,Silently, my insides scream.Falling into its cleansing toxins,its poisons spent just seco.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ice./721179/ A tough skin excretes me from my serenity,and a torture licks me to my finest measures.A lengthy mellow overture breathes through my existence,and my temperature decreases with the seconds.My melody breaks into quickened heartbeats,but again fades into the moonlight's quiet impulse.I open my eyes to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ice./720950/ The days pass,and my wounds deepen into their stings.My eyelids thicken and my soul caves,as time plans to abandon without you, the days.My feet carry me to the bathroom,I lock the stall as it encloses me,and the walls spin as my fingers desperately urgefor the words I cannot speak.The blade release.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ice./720934/ I find myself, everyday....Letting goone wish at a timefor forever's forgiveness.They leave with silent exhales,they leave without goodbye's,and they leave an empty spaceone strand at a time.An open wound forgives me,a second glance revives me,but I'm grazing my fingers against thepenetrable gl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ice./720918/ I like to go where it's dark at night,where I can step without a thought,when the moon whispers down my throat,like the sky's touch depended on my constant breaths.I like to go where it's navy at night,where I can suffocate in your scent,and never be guilty for embracing your warmth.I like to go whe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ice./720886/