http://slow.writerscafe.org/Pastel_Mess The original writings of author That one kid en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776036118 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 thoughts that have begged to be heard yet never seem to get to the point. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pastel_Mess/2864030/ growin up, my old man told meyou got to find yourself a candy barfor when the days get long or when walks are farmaybe when theres nothin to do and when talkin doesnt come easyyou just grab yourself a candy barthats what my old man told me welli chose some candy f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pastel_Mess/2783413/ i ran over the hills, and swam the wateri thought the thoughts i once ponderedi climbed the trees, flew in the cloudsmy feet now off the groundsenses disappearingno longer fearingtime is of the essenceno longer in my presentmemories fleetingnot positive i wasnt dreamingwa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pastel_Mess/2768454/ let me gogive me back what you stolethe blood must flowfrom head to toerelease meremember to forgetone day Ill bean end only met get outstay awaybreaking from the linei wont be back ive gone to play fadingfallingfuriousseek appease denyfar out far away.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pastel_Mess/2132102/ losing whats inside, a contradiction cover your hide running relentlessly without relief no escape its all fictionflying or falling exclude the execution whispering or calling whats to come belief bothered prosecution electricity, ecstasy, existencebeauty in deathanger burns .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pastel_Mess/2116852/ Will you try? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pastel_Mess/2078513/ Ill tell you what a fethym is http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pastel_Mess/2061523/ Im falling http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pastel_Mess/2059512/ For someone whose lost someone to their will http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pastel_Mess/2042936/ The stars shine brightStar struck supernovas explodeCreating more of its kindAll similar all differentThe same as weWho is we? 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How the blind man sees Yet he may never lookI wish to be similar In a sense thatSome may never understand Some may see as he didI wish to feelWeightlessAs I float into the cloudsBeing swept away by the windsLoos.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pastel_Mess/2030693/ I cannot speak to those close for if i may someone shall surely be hurt. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pastel_Mess/2012114/ When you cant sleep Only one thing on your mindFor oneself Its wishing to be next to the newly found creatureWishing to feel the warmthThe comfortThe safenessWith to hear the soft voiceThe calming heartbeat that melts ones fears and pains awayThe slow and steady breathWishing to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pastel_Mess/2006744/ Slowly, but surely http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pastel_Mess/2006742/ Ive needed to say this http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pastel_Mess/2003600/ Something i struggle with almost every day http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pastel_Mess/2000708/ Youve got my core in the palm of your hands Do not squeeze to harshly for it may break but hold it tightlyDo not let it get cold for it may freeze but let it feel the cool breezeDo not boil it for it may burst but keep it warm with your emotionDo not drop it for it may shatter but hold it lo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pastel_Mess/1999769/ These thoughts running wild once again through my mortal mind http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pastel_Mess/1999757/ You claim they're your curse.They show your emotions whether it be melancholy, anger, reminiscence, and anything in between.How can one feel this way about such a beautiful trait? 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