http://slow.writerscafe.org/JayzHollow The original writings of author Jayz._>hollow en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775995333 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 i sang in my head,to be remembered,for what i gave and gotand tales to be toldof what i saw and soughtand hoped to be spoke about how i loved and laughed,and maybe for the things i fought and caught.But not for what I lost,and not for how im gone not for how im gone. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JayzHollow/2900602/ We haven't spoke ,yet you're eyes speak a language,a language that people speak when they are being pulled together by a invisible string of fate,always destined to be together,but you were always so near yet so distant.Maybe our string wasn't tied  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JayzHollow/2896095/ You're like the rainiest shade of grey. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JayzHollow/2896094/ "you dont ask a lost man for direction", I said,The answer i was hit with?"Yeah maybe you don't; but if you do ask,maybe he'll tell you which way you shouldn't go,as he might have already tried that way". http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JayzHollow/2895896/ What does she look like?I don't know,She looks......Like my love for her. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JayzHollow/2895894/            What does it mean to be human?       To be human is it to be Free?              To be human is it to be loved?            To be human is it to be held?   .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JayzHollow/2895810/