http://slow.writerscafe.org/nativealien The original writings of author Shea en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776070320 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Kiss me like I'm an angel,f**k me like I lost my wings,baby, cut me open,I don't care how much it stings,hold me as I bleed,don't let me fall asleep,pet my hair like I'm your child,and tell me it's a dream,you know that I'm not clean, or pristine,but each and every night,moon high in the sky, stars .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nativealien/962665/ Adult content. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nativealien/958355/ Fixed behind shallow blue eyes lies my raveled demise. Cigarette smoke burns my eye as I turn to lying to myself about the lives of others and their fire of life. Where has my fire gone? Where does it burn?Maybe my life needs to make a new turn so I learn what the path less traveled causes me to ear.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nativealien/944082/ Remember all those many months ago,we would sit under stars and watch them slow,feel the cold, rough sand under our bare feet,feel the water's beat as it washed and ebbed,wind always picking up at the worst times,falling over and saying we were fine,but we were numb to any kind of pain,we were not d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nativealien/931077/ Sing me to sleep,lead me to dreams,forget the day,tonight, just stay,follow me to,dreams of all hues,we can float there,smiles we'll share,Sing me to sleep,count the white sheep,morning will come,delay the sun,let's hide in clouds,make Sandman proud,in dream we'll spin,until light wins. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nativealien/927966/ A wall of bad memories,encases me in self-pity,melancholy drips over,the rim of my tender eyes,there is no rhyme or reason,just an act of treason,upon myself.The chemicals in my brain,bounce from even to odd,a problem only pills could heal,over too much wasted time,there is no control over,which emo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nativealien/925271/ I'm just fine,there's nothing on my mind,sometimes I forget to think,sometimes I forget to blink,but I'm just fine,I'm just fine,I'm just fine,in the mornings I awake,I light a cigarette,try to clear my head,so I can go back to bed,cause my brain can't support,the heartbeats that stop short,at the t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nativealien/925259/