http://slow.writerscafe.org/CJW The original writings of author CW en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776344310 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 As I stroll down the street,The patter of feet,Snags my musical mind. Not to disturb, ne'er to destroy,Nor to tangle, but to unwind. From the laughter of lovers,To the fight in Fear's eyes,I will see through the surface. I will sing to the skies!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJW/2944249/ I only love the woman,Because the truth is that I must. I've no choice but that cruel admission,As I bow down, by bleeding cut.My Mother, I detest it..Is Enmity our only sacred trust? Your boiling blood, it burns in me.. Your voice, screaming, rotten, Enraged as my own. Won't your .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CJW/2944210/