Jane Doe > Writing | WritersCafe.org | The Online Writing Community

A mystery.A storyline. A muddle A lyrical dance. She swept her arm across her shoulder and down to her knees She delicately turned her head and r..

Golden hair Debonair Homeric ego Beautiful disaster Erotic lips Disordered persona Mustard Suit I CANNOT STAND YOU In the aftermath, one c..

I miss you. rest in peace.

Suppressed by all my childish fears, I can't move Sense of paralysis circling around me I am paralyzed unable to walk unable to even cry. Here I ..

Some where up there your looking Standing here beneath the stars Wondering how long is the trip to mars Will you be there? Your long golden hair..

Tomorrow is a stranger Tomorrow is nothing but a stranger. Scared, helpless carrying a razor round my neck Tomorrow is a stranger Loosing ..

I altercate every day the bitter, unrelenting battle continues to rage like a raw and pungent fire as I stride an enormous inferno of flaming frust..