http://slow.writerscafe.org/KatarzynaLW1990 The original writings of author Katarzyna Slade en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775995351 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The smell of death is distinctly vile. Or should I say the putrid stench of death. A cadavers intense aroma is one that is not usually missed or mistaken. Rotting meat, full bins in a heatwave and a sickly sweet smell are said to be the undertones. It's a smell that not many people could get used to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatarzynaLW1990/2912806/ The smell of death. Or should I say the putrid stench of death is so very distinctly vile it's almost impossible to mistake it for something else. Rotting meat, rubbish on a hot day and a sickening sweetness are typically the undertones. It's a smell that most people could never get used to and this.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatarzynaLW1990/2912804/ I am an Essex girl,With my hair extensions curled.Smelling, looking reem,I am an Essex queen.My eyelashes thick and long,In the club saying, "babez this my song".Get a regular spray tan,Don't be anything less than glam.Practise vajazzeling safelyHundred percent baby!We may say, "shut up", alot,And m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatarzynaLW1990/933611/ Here I am  standing on the sidelines,Just your little tag along.Here I am standing on the sidelines,Somewhere I don't belong.Here I am standing on the sidelines,Am I really your friend?Here I am standing on the sidelines,Do you like me or just pretend?Here I am standing on the sidelines,Do you .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatarzynaLW1990/933174/ To you love is just a game,Realisation, I've been played,Just a pawn to you and nothing moreWith mighty revenge I'll even the score.To a dark place my mind has gone,Till your heart breaks I wont succumbYou have to pay you left me bitter when you drown in tears,&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatarzynaLW1990/931038/ If I were a sorceress, I could spell you to be mine.If I were a clock I could trap you in time.We'd be forever and you could never leave,But I'd never be really, truly feel happy.Passion can't be forced, feelings can't be made.I cannot take you'r heart, even if I prayed.I can't win you'r heart .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatarzynaLW1990/929303/ A short piece written from the perspective of a lonely teenage girl. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatarzynaLW1990/927304/ My cruel, vindictive tongue will scorn you,You'll believe every word I say to be true. I will push you around in the playground,Kick dirt in your face whilst you are down.But I am just jealous, you'r parents were around.I will taunt, mock, you will be the joke,I wont quit, today it's .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatarzynaLW1990/927152/ I scream shrilly and still I am unheard, I feel trapped and consumed, like a caged bird.And like a caged bird I have lost my song.Anything I say these days seems to be wrong.Another night sat in the dark, soon you'll be home,And as I await your return, the fear comes in,I feel completely helple.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatarzynaLW1990/926971/ To my love,Like a siren you call me and like the ship I crashLike a god I worship you, you surround me like a rash.Like an angel you guide me, I always look to you,Like a candle you light the room, show me safe passageAnd guide me through.Just like you pure heart, my feelings are.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatarzynaLW1990/926928/ This is a poem I wrote for my brothers funeral. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatarzynaLW1990/924475/ IntroductionLife. You are born, you exist and we all follow the same undeniable end. A timeless,never ending yet short cycle. Our ending is the only sure thing, the only predictable outcome. It's terrible and inevitable.  The feared, black, eternal nothing, irreversible and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatarzynaLW1990/924469/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KatarzynaLW1990/924468/