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			<title>Blind Sight in Hindsight</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;So many words that I could sayBut for some reason I hesitateStubble across the floorChoke on my wordsCan&amp;rsquo;t look you in the eyeIs it even right this time?&amp;nbsp;Have I been so blind to seeJust what has been laid out right in front of me?It&amp;rsquo;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hannahbeth/1151975/</link>
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			<title>Need to Know</title>
			<description>Then and now the past knows howWe got here but the futures just too stubborn to fold to ourwishesTo my dismay, there&amp;rsquo;s so much to sayAbout is, about this, but my minds too guarded to open up &amp;nbsp;This path is never ending, not sure exactly where to I&amp;rsquo;m descendi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hannahbeth/1142974/</link>
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			<title>Your Last Song</title>
			<description>We&amp;rsquo;ve run the race and fought the great battlesBut now I&amp;rsquo;m just too worn out and tiredWe&amp;rsquo;ve tried so hard, and nothing has workedBut now I&amp;rsquo;m finally ready to be done once and for all&amp;nbsp;This can&amp;rsquo;t carry on like it hasNone of this is real, n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hannahbeth/1138270/</link>
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			<title>Hurricane</title>
			<description>I&amp;rsquo;ve said my apologiesI don&amp;rsquo;t know what else you want me todoI&amp;rsquo;ve opened up, told you my darksecretsThat you made me doBut you just can&amp;rsquo;t understand,Comprehend things bigger than you&amp;nbsp;I never dreamed that the waves wouldcome crashing ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hannahbeth/1136823/</link>
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			<title>Nineteen</title>
			<description>Daddy&amp;rsquo;s little girl was a dancerMama brought her to ballet classEight years and that didn&amp;rsquo;t lastShe grew up, that&amp;rsquo;s a factTraded her Barbie&amp;rsquo;s for makeupHer training wheels for a carAnd now her Legos aren&amp;rsquo;t the only dream she can buildBut ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hannahbeth/1135528/</link>
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			<title>The Boy With the Black Guitar</title>
			<description>Love is such a simple thing, crazy how it happensI never thought that love could be this trueBut that all changed the day he walked into my lifeCrazy how some things happen, I wasn&amp;rsquo;t looking for anythingWell, sure I was before, but I got over it, yeahBut that was before..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hannahbeth/1134889/</link>
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			<title>I Told You</title>
			<description>I&amp;rsquo;m sitting here paralyzed from shockWhen your only reply is sorry I guess I was wrongIt&amp;rsquo;s not fair the pain your putting me throughWhile you&amp;rsquo;re with your friends having a good timeI&amp;rsquo;m usually good about seeing through peopleBut this time my vision got..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hannahbeth/1134643/</link>
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			<title>Vulnerable</title>
			<description>I&amp;rsquo;ve never seen myself like this beforeI&amp;rsquo;m not sure of anything anymoreFeelings inside waiting to be set freeLook at what you&amp;rsquo;re doing to me&amp;nbsp;I don&amp;rsquo;t think I can hold this in one moment longer&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;ve pushed away too many people in ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hannahbeth/1134403/</link>
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			<title>Nothing Left</title>
			<description>Staring back out the empty roomInto a solitude of mirrors reflecting inX-rays to my heart reveal it&amp;rsquo;s brokenFrom the looks of what they can seeThey tell me it&amp;rsquo;s been a few years,Well, yeah I could have told them thatI could have told everyone that&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hannahbeth/1134392/</link>
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			<title>One Day</title>
			<description>For so long now I&amp;rsquo;ve been tryingBut not finding what I&amp;rsquo;m looking forPatiently awaiting, but nothings knocking on my doorSince last year my heart has been closed offAnd I don&amp;rsquo;t even recognize myself anymore&amp;nbsp;One day I&amp;rsquo;ll be able to let love in..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hannahbeth/1134388/</link>
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			<title>Thinking of You</title>
			<description>It&amp;rsquo;s days like these that I can recallThe smell of your scent, the wonders of it allThe autumn night breeze, as we sit thereYou&amp;rsquo;re fingers all tangled up in my wild blonde hair&amp;nbsp;You give me a look, and I just knowThe wonders of a master piece that we built..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hannahbeth/1134384/</link>
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