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		<description>The original writings of author Graveyardfuck</description>
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			<title>It&amp;rsquo;s been too long </title>
			<description>This isn&amp;rsquo;t a story just an update after 4 years away </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/2151013/</link>
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			<title>The Universe </title>
			<description>I dropped my plate It burned my hand It's my fault I had it there too long Not really reactingThe universe doesn't want me to eat It knows I'm fat It knows what I so desperately want I won't get mad at the universe Or at myself, for dropping the plate It's all for the better To..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1690130/</link>
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			<title>Amusement Parks </title>
			<description>I loved you I love you I still f*****g love you I hate you Do you hate me? I wish you still loved me I wish our fairy tale played out the way we wanted it to When you loved me God, how dare you? I saw you again And my whole life shattered again Standing in the autumn heat I w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1680221/</link>
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			<title>Stay Away From Tannon Edmonds </title>
			<description>A sad excuse for a human being, if you ask me. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1678433/</link>
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			<title>Disgusting </title>
			<description>Disgusting&amp;nbsp;I pinch the skin between my fingers&amp;nbsp;Glare down at the dial on the scale through blurred visionIt seems I gain 5 pounds every time I check&amp;nbsp;220&amp;nbsp;225&amp;nbsp;230&amp;nbsp;235I'm scared to jinx it&amp;nbsp;I wish I could break all the mirrors&amp;nbsp;But soon regret&amp;nbsp;With glass in my..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1437098/</link>
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			<title>Training Wheels [?] </title>
			<description>How tragic&amp;nbsp;I've lost my will to writeI've lost my touchI can no longer conjure up poems worth reading&amp;nbsp;Nor short storiesHow bittersweet&amp;nbsp;They say that you never forget how to ride a bikeSo why can't I remember how to write?&amp;nbsp;Have I been broken one too many times?Has society damaged ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1436608/</link>
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			<title>Jon</title>
			<description>Jon, if you're reading this...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1367173/</link>
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			<title>Hit</title>
			<description>The amity of it allIs only temporaryInhaleHold it inDon't let it out just yetExhaleSmoke clouds around meThe stench of hemp enshrouds my clothesMy skinI'm not even hereAbsent minded gigglesand mumbling of wordsIncoherentThe swirly, hypnotic pipe burns my throatAnd I coughIt's always better with a bo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1300983/</link>
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			<title>Snuff</title>
			<description>I based this off Slipknot's song Snuff because it just...speaks to me.
It doesn't really go but whatever.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1300127/</link>
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			<title> fghj</title>
			<description>He cracked his knuckles,Popping each finger with every footfall of the woman racing across the street.The drip-drop of water in the gutters fill his mindAnd the brisk air swirls around him, filling his nostrils.The man tips his hat to sheath his eyes&amp;nbsp;And wraps his coat around his body to concea..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1274927/</link>
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			<title>Dorothy's Depressed</title>
			<description>I don't even know anymore</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1272507/</link>
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			<title>Rage, Sweat, Metal</title>
			<description>Thrashing my head back and forth,Releasing all the pain inside,I'll scream the lyrics,JUST TO GET YOU OUT OF MY HEAD!I'll shove strangers around in the Pit,Kick my legs and thrust my fists.I want to see blood,Anything to get rid of the memories of you.At least for a little while...Sweat and wild hai..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1271980/</link>
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			<title>~Julian~</title>
			<description>Come close,DarlingLet me kiss your sorrows awayLet me drive all your securities out with a touchI'll do whatever it takes;Pay any priceTo take all that evil awaySo pleaseLet me embrace youLet me make all your fears dissipateFrustration makes me cryAll I have to give is myselfAnd it doesn't workIt do..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1261106/</link>
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			<title>Hello November</title>
			<description>Hello, November.My sweet serenity.Enrapture me in your brisk chill.Your sweaters and hot cocoa.&amp;nbsp;Your bright spirits,Awaiting the month of December.Gorgeous yellow sunsets,Turning my eyes a golden brown.Flecks of black, standing out like the extended nights.Leaves turning brilliantly vibrant sha..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1261093/</link>
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			<title>Lovers in Winter</title>
			<description>Just a little hyperbole-metaphor type thing.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1261080/</link>
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			<title>Vanity Mask</title>
			<description>Vanity is a drug&amp;nbsp;I love itAnd hate itIt consumes mePrettyPrettyThinand&amp;nbsp;PrettyAll the things I aspire to beYet I can't seem to reach themI'm uglySo I become uglierWith jealousyRotten jealousyAnd a razorPuckering my beautiful limbsAnd purgeJust to be a little less heavyWho cares?I'll never b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1261026/</link>
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			<title>Homecoming Horror</title>
			<description>Slash!Goes the dress.Slash!Goes the corsage, the music, the polished gym floor, my heart.Slash!&amp;nbsp;Goes my knife,Slicing into everyone and every thing.&amp;nbsp;I ruin every thing.With a single touch.I want EVERYONE to feel my pain,And misery.So I'll slice up every thing.And I'll slice up you.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1246986/</link>
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			<title>Don't Be Confused</title>
			<description>How do we find who we are of who we're meant to be is so far out of our reach?When you see what I see what life seems to be you see something ugly.Disturbing.Close your eyes and take deep breaths.Count to ten.Count to ten.Count to ten.Breathe.Does it work?I didn't think so. I knew so, I know so.When..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1239993/</link>
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			<title>CAPS RAGE</title>
			<description>NO!NO!THRICE IS THREE TOO MANY.NO!NO!JUST ANOTHER GUY WHO LIES WHEN HE SAYS THAT HE LOVES ME.&amp;nbsp;~DAKOTA~~TIMOTHY~AND NOW~DYLAN~&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;ALL DRAGGED ME ACROSS HOT COALSTOLD ME THEY CAREDTHAT THEY LOVED METHEY KISSED MEAND MADE FEEL SPECIALAND THEN PROMPTLY IGNORED ME.&amp;nbsp;AND I WOULDJUSTCOMECR..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1237244/</link>
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			<title>It Was Just A Dream, Just A Wonderful, Terrible Dream</title>
			<description>Help</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1237235/</link>
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			<title>Giddy~ Like A School Girl</title>
			<description>I try to tell myself I don't need boys to be happy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And then I laugh,Because&amp;nbsp;I know I'm lying.&amp;nbsp;I've never been happier,&amp;nbsp;With him...I mean.&amp;nbsp;I feel...amazing when he's around.&amp;nbsp;I don't think about that a*****e that broke me.&amp;nbsp;JustHim&amp;nbsp;He makes me giddy...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1236661/</link>
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			<title>In The Jungle</title>
			<description>I recently joined the jungle,It's a dangerous place,Where predators prowl around,Cackling, And spreading rumors.Pushing kids against lockers,And locking lips in the shadows of hallways.&amp;nbsp;This,Is high school.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1236654/</link>
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			<title>Dylan</title>
			<description>I found a new love,And Dear God, I hope he's the one.&amp;nbsp;He's five years senior,But I don't mind...&amp;nbsp;I became infatuated the moment I met him,And nothing has been the same, sense.&amp;nbsp;He's my dream guy,The guy with all attributes.&amp;nbsp;But...It seems too good to be true.&amp;nbsp;I'm only 14,Am I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1236645/</link>
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			<title>Morbid Ecstacy</title>
			<description>Meaningless sex On bloody sheets.Kiss me,And I'll bite your lip...Until the blood gushes into my mouth.High on your mom's prescription drugs,Drunk on Vodka.Mmmm....Cut my naked body with blades,And lick up the crimson,Take me to new places,With your tongue.I'm dizzy...From blood loss maybe,Or this h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1216720/</link>
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			<title>Cinematic Gold</title>
			<description>I hate you.&amp;nbsp;So much more, so much more then I used to.You never learned, darling you never learned,&amp;nbsp;You'll never learn.I'll sit back and watch this cinematic moment pass,Hold on tight and enjoy the ride,Let karma envelop your static choice,With retrospective eyes I will see,What you have b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1210795/</link>
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			<title>Two Feet- Too Easy?</title>
			<description>My apologies for having not posted anything in a while. I've been busy.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1205791/</link>
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			<title>Bubbie</title>
			<description>I hope this relates to a lot of you guys. &lt;3</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1195049/</link>
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			<title>Crowd</title>
			<description>Just a little poem I wrote.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1193169/</link>
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			<title>clusters </title>
			<description>Leaning over the balcony side,The moon's luminous crescent stares back at my lowered eyes.Galaxies cluster around the glow of the suspended rock.It blurs as the tears spill from Sun scorched skin.Mine</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1191858/</link>
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			<title>Falling Off The Helm</title>
			<description>I feel empty and alone,&quot;Knock, knock&quot; on my Mind,Is anyone home?I trace scars on my arms,Wishing for something,For a new start.Numbness is like a roach,Crawling through my brain,Invading my thoughts; threatening to erase my name.I'm alone,AloneTrying to get used to it but I can't.I can't comprehend,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1190956/</link>
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			<title>Inked Board</title>
			<description>Boys and their stupid lies...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1190910/</link>
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			<title>Summer Daze</title>
			<description>Kissing under the sweltering sun,In an abandonded concrete tunnel. &amp;nbsp;Graffitied love Sprawled around our hot bodies, &amp;nbsp;I fell in love with that hazel eyed smile,Even though it was yesterday. &amp;nbsp;Alice N' Chains and Skid Row playing in the background,Of our raging hormoines. &amp;nbsp;I crumple..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1188769/</link>
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			<title>Just Another Throw Away</title>
			<description>I just... ~sigh~</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1188747/</link>
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			<title>Mama Why?</title>
			<description>A poem about my mom...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1186194/</link>
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			<title>Cady </title>
			<description>I cannot helpBut feelSympathy for youButI hate youYou were my bestfriendUntilYou stole somethingThat was mineHE WAS MINEYetNowYou haveFeelings for meFOR MEHOW CAN THIS BE?I pity youDarlingButI cannot be yoursI do notFeel the sameEven without the painI'm sorryBut you cannotHave meOnly heThoughHe has ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1186188/</link>
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			<title>We Want What We Cannot Have</title>
			<description>Poem I had to rewrite since my computer started dicking around -_-</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1185691/</link>
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			<title>Another Bowl</title>
			<description>Pass &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; another bowl &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; overh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1184191/</link>
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			<title>Love Cannibal</title>
			<description>I have nothing to say.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1184187/</link>
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			<title>Raw~ The Power of My Emotions Through Lyrics</title>
			<description>I dedicate this to all who are music w****s~ :D</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1183108/</link>
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			<title>Demented Dreamers</title>
			<description>WARNING: I'm very morbid, so please do not read if you have a weak stomach or cannot handle my disturbing thoughts.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1182469/</link>
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			<title>Dear Timothy</title>
			<description>Dear Timothy,&amp;nbsp;This is a letter I will never send to you.But I just wanted to say,That once again,I found a love,That I may have lost.It's you.It's you...Resist.I told myself.Yet, obedience is a struggle for a stubborn girl.Unless it's you I obey.My King.My every thing.You showed me things.Sins...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1182458/</link>
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			<title>Society Did This</title>
			<description>The reasons why I hate myself</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1179997/</link>
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			<title>Compass </title>
			<description>Dash away into the night,Darling,Taste the&amp;nbsp;speckle of light.&amp;nbsp;Do not dwell on the sight,Do not succumb to the noises you hear.Only scent.Only taste.&amp;nbsp;Erase your filthy Mind,Concetrate.Concetrate.&amp;nbsp;Fate is awaiting,StopTo smell the flowers,&amp;nbsp;Do n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1179988/</link>
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			<title>BABY KILLER</title>
			<description>The poem of a girl that gets an abortion...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1179400/</link>
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			<title>Tatts</title>
			<description>A little poem I wrote about my dream guy.
It's not very emotional but it hints at some feelings.
Please don't hate me because I like guys who express themselves through body art...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1178891/</link>
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			<title>Blue Eyed Liar</title>
			<description>Short but I think it's pretty to the point. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1178279/</link>
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			<title>Diary of a Zombie</title>
			<description>A little poem a wrote in the view of puzzled zombie a while back.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1178278/</link>
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			<title>Slick Pavement</title>
			<description>It's my birthday today (05_20_99)
I'm not high in spirits, so I wrote this poem.
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1178269/</link>
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			<title>Devine Farewell</title>
			<description>Pale flesh,Crimson rose petals,The intricate backdrop,Of a devine death.Her black hair falls around her porcelain face.Her lover sobs into his hands.Cracked, bloody palms, and tar coated finger nails.&amp;nbsp;The immensity of his melancholy,Sends tremors all through him.Beautiful death.Happiness is rar..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1176752/</link>
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			<title>Pay Your Toll</title>
			<description>Remorse?
Non.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DreamofaSuccubus/1176747/</link>
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