http://slow.writerscafe.org/NeverLandIsLife The original writings of author ..And Then He Died en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776102861 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 It breaks and burns under my feet.The world is made of glass, so easy to break.I think that I am falling into the glass, falling into the world andbreaking my bones.I am drowning in this glass world.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NeverLandIsLife/784449/ There is a boy that lives under yourhard eyes.There is fear under your skin that I canonly see.I can taste the sadness on your mouthI can see the little tears that you cry whenyou die every night before you go to sleep.I can see you bleed.I can see the little boy inside your hard shell.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NeverLandIsLife/784048/