http://slow.writerscafe.org/walkupam The original writings of author MR.W en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776013040 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Death has washed over me,My face as cold as the most frigid winters day,My heart a frozen lump in my chest,Still I try.The most beautiful sunset cannot shake me,The moonless nights dare not face me,My spirit but a wondering husk,My hope a distant shred of its former self,How long can one be lost?A b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/walkupam/2759399/ Dear Lover,I promise to love you like a falling star,Wishing to be with you no matter how far,The nights get lonely without you here,But faith permits me to fight through the fear,I cant remember who i was before this,Only that its one thing that I wont miss,And even though this is one time out of f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/walkupam/2759323/ One True HomeFrom nice warm sands,To where blue mountains roam,Wherever you are is my true home,Though we are far, our world is small,And ill write you, my letters long,The ink shall be my heart,The words my soul,I will be with you,In every laugh and every stroll,Through every smile, every height,Ev.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/walkupam/2759320/ The GamesEncircled, a swarm of strangers faces,an audience bearing only torches,cool, winded soil under footand the sound of metal on the wind Drip drop, the sound of bloodslowly drenching the ground belowand the only enemy has fallento a place you wish to never know. Alien men and women g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/walkupam/2759319/