http://slow.writerscafe.org/maries55kid The original writings of author Amorous Palm en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776106071 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 My mother named me Amorous Nehemiah,On June 17th of 2011,I grew up being told that I was named after love,I’ve come to believe earth is hell, so there must be some kind of heavenI know people, and the way they are,But because of my heart, and the way I love-I imagine people as pure white doves.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maries55kid/2960496/ You can yell,all day and all night,Just to get the satisfaction,of being right,Even when you're not,can I ask you why,cause that's not what you were taught,And you can say you're okay,when you're really not fineAnd you can lie in bed all day,But you're really just wasting your time,And at the end of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maries55kid/2888309/ Where's home?I knew before,now I'm all alone,and I don't know anymore,Where's home?I wish I knew,I checked  my phone,and nothing's new,Where's home?when i've got nowhere to go,Where's home,When time's moving too slow http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maries55kid/2888307/ I am always really taking care of a little girl,but she's invisible,she exists in another world,she's very defiant, she hates the rules,something she can't control,or can she?Her name is rose, a very sad soulShe isn't who she wants to be,she lo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maries55kid/2880451/ Sometimes I wonder,Is she really gone,Or is she out there mowing someone else's lawn,Sometimes I wonder,Is heaven even real,Sometimes I wonder,Is life just a drill,Sometimes I wonder,Have I been here before?,Sometimes I wonder,Why do I long for more?,Sometimes I wonder,Is it really worth it all?,And.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maries55kid/2867541/ Home isn't just walls made of brickNot just the kitchen sinkOr the bed in which I sleep,My home is snow in February,My home is State fair hot dogs,And not Clorox,My home is a long but short drive through Deep Ellum,It depends on if you're enjoying it or not,The museum I always drove past,But never w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maries55kid/2863798/ You said that you know me,but lets be honest,I don't think I find that very true,Yes, you know my birthday,of course you do,Yes, you know what size shirt I wear,But you don't know as much as you think,I remember when you said my favorite color,It was red, but you said pink,You say you love me in fro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maries55kid/2863689/ ups and downs http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maries55kid/2863687/