http://slow.writerscafe.org/ShyChirp The original writings of author HeartDove en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775973880 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A dear young man, passed through a brook. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShyChirp/2049771/ The sweetest lies, hold the bitterest aftertastes. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShyChirp/2049770/ Am I worth no more, than the flick of a wrist? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShyChirp/2049769/ "How could you be real? After being gone at last." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShyChirp/2029781/ Run fair man, till the crack of dawn. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShyChirp/2023410/ So the dragon kept the maiden's heart, without care pulling it apart. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShyChirp/2023409/ Three young children wandered, as they grew lost their minds went a ponder. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShyChirp/2023119/ What others see as too touchy, can often hold deeper meaning if you look closely. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShyChirp/2023115/ Christopher is a selectively mute young man with an odd talent for written words, though unknown to his crush Landon who is currently paralyzed in one leg due to muscle atrophy, together they balance. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShyChirp/2023016/ For those whose hearts are shut in, often find their voices silenced. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShyChirp/2022859/