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		<description>The original writings of author Malan </description>
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			<title>LIBERATION </title>
			<description>LIBERATION.. FREEDOM FROM YOUR PAIN..  GRATITUDE.. BLESSED.. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Firedancer/1204231/</link>
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			<title>Nights.. </title>
			<description>Why are nights so much more difficult? Why do I stand strong during the day, &amp; feel satisfied with the progress I've made, but the second that the moon comes out, I crumble into a blubbering heap of desperation? Why does every second of the endless nights drive me to the brink of sanity.. How can I ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Firedancer/1200442/</link>
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			<title>Lessons Learned </title>
			<description>How do I thank you for the lessons you've taught me? How do I make sense of the constant battle within my heart between hatred &amp; gratitude? How can such contrasting emotions reside in the same heart? Thank you for showing me that although I may think that I have imagined the worst that could happe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Firedancer/1200270/</link>
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			<title>Nothing Left to Say </title>
			<description>What is there possibly left to say? I've used every word known to man to make you see how much your actions have devastated me, how much your silence has crippled my heart.. I have spoken eloquently to keep from losing control with you, I have carried myself with grace through the humiliation &amp; sham..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Firedancer/1198912/</link>
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			<title>Enough!! </title>
			<description>What went through your mind when you were being intimate with me, but you knew that you would be dropping me like I was the anti christ? Did you just say the things you knew I'd want to hear? Did you just close your eyes &amp; imagine I was her? When you comforted me as I cried, &amp; whispered those reassu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Firedancer/1195227/</link>
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			<title>Who Are You? </title>
			<description>Who are you? After five long years, I thought I knew even the dustiest corners of your heart.. You knew every curve of my body, every desire of my heart, &amp; every fear that threatened to suffocate me.. Ironically, you also knew my level of loyalty for you, my boundless devotion, my undying support.. ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Firedancer/1194611/</link>
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			<title>Lost in My Nightmare.. </title>
			<description>How long does it take to heal a broken heart? I have suffered so long, I have begged for a place of refuge, if only for a moment, only long enough to catch a breath, just one, deep, cleansing breath.. Just one night, a single night that I am not tormented by the nightmares, just one night that my ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Firedancer/1193439/</link>
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			<title>How Is It? </title>
			<description>How is it that I can hate someone who I love with the same ferocity? How is it that I continue to breathe after my heart has been pulled from my chest? How is it that the world doesn't stop to notice that I'm on my knees begging for just one moment of solace? How is it that the one I sought to..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Firedancer/1192350/</link>
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			<title>Who's The Fool Now </title>
			<description>You called me back into your life, because you found yourself at rock bottom.. She kicked you out, you lost your job, your car, your family.. What would you do now? Where would you find support? Who would you call a friend? Me.. Was it because I've always been honest with you? Was it b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Firedancer/1192241/</link>
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			<title>His Hands </title>
			<description>It was his hand I held onto, for several years, the only hand I wanted, the only hand I could see.. I fit perfectly in his strong hands, as if that was the place I was born to call my home.. I grew secure holding his hand.. When I was happy, I softly dangle my fingers from his, swinging our arms lik..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Firedancer/1191880/</link>
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			<title>Haunted Dreams </title>
			<description>Just broken </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Firedancer/1191779/</link>
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			<title>Not All Angels Have Wings </title>
			<description>Just my heart after the end of a 5 year relationship ended.. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Firedancer/1191492/</link>
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