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			<title>-All These Kids-</title>
			<description>All these kids from all these broken homes,all these kids that are out there that feel so alone.&amp;nbsp;They`re people like you and I,they live and they die.&amp;nbsp;They look up to the sky,and everynight I hear the same cry.&amp;nbsp;Will I ever not be so angry?Will the sun ever come out for me to see?Will ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Emmie94/1211878/</link>
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			<title>My Beautiful Angel</title>
			<description>For Heidie, my sister, who through the midst of all the horridness and destruction is a person so beautiful she can heal even the darkest of souls. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Emmie94/1211876/</link>
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			<title>~Scars, Chains, and the Story of a Girl With Angel Wings.&quot;</title>
			<description>Sitting on the window sill,gazing at these stars.Memories flooding into my mind,past actions have me looking at my scars.&amp;nbsp;Memories so captivating,binding around me like chains.Still searching for my freedom,but the pain always remains.&amp;nbsp;So I look to the mirror,I see a girl with white angel ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Emmie94/1207264/</link>
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			<title>-Forever-</title>
			<description>Here's the story, you know I tell it oh so&amp;nbsp;well,because this life is a living hell.&amp;nbsp;Broken hearts and torn up letters,I have to know nothing lasts forever.&amp;nbsp;Wilted flowers and and shattered souls,and happiness is my ultimate goal.&amp;nbsp;But I never reach it my fingers only graze,and the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Emmie94/1207255/</link>
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			<title>I'm Not A Damsel, You're Not A Superhero.</title>
			<description>Another sunset, it's beautiful,but let's not be delusional.Tomorrow I won't need you to save me,but tonight... oh god tonight,please accept my apology,and stay with me until we see the sunlight.I make mistakes,yes, I've felt heartache.I don't want you to save me,I'd rather fall on my own.I don't nee..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Emmie94/1207252/</link>
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			<title>~The Cliche Story of a Cliche Life by a Cliche Girl Who Once Upon a Time Believed.&quot;</title>
			<description>Dear Reader,&amp;nbsp;Have you ever been so distraught?So mistaught?&amp;nbsp;Have you ever wanted to change?To have your life rearranged?&amp;nbsp;Have you ever fallen so miserably low?With no one to turn to and nowhere to go?&amp;nbsp;And it seems like all mistakes play over and over again in slow motion,so you h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Emmie94/1204652/</link>
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			<title>`Just One Kiss`</title>
			<description>I see that look in your eyes,and everything it changes.It's that look that says you want me in your arms tonight,and my whole world just rearranges.&amp;nbsp;I feel the future in every beat of your heart,I see the promise in your eyes.Just one glimpse is all I need,to reassure myself there isn't a need ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Emmie94/1204637/</link>
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			<title>-Bad Habits-</title>
			<description>This addictions,got my head spinning,the medication won't touch a thing.&amp;nbsp;I'm an addict,it's problematic,and everyone knows I'll never be the same.&amp;nbsp;Breathing is a chore,something I don't appreciate anymore,so when you leave make sure to slam the door.&amp;nbsp;See, this addiction will be the de..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Emmie94/1204631/</link>
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			<title>&quot;My Lullaby&quot;</title>
			<description>Could I possibly hate this place anymore?Could I possibly fall further?Could I ever go back to the me before?Could I ever go back to her?&amp;nbsp;And I feel so alone,so torn so broken,black ashes fall from the sky,and I'm choking.&amp;nbsp;And the little child sings,of shattered dreams and torn angel wings..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Emmie94/1204627/</link>
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			<title>~Beauty in Destruction~</title>
			<description>Questions always asked,answers never earned.Dreams never ending,hearts continually burned.&amp;nbsp;Growing up equals heartbreak,hands of a lover viciously turned cold.Suicidal tendencies,but have you a hand so bold?&amp;nbsp;We're much too young,to be so devastated. We're much too young,to have a life we'v..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Emmie94/1204621/</link>
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			<title>&quot;Lullaby of the Damned.&quot;</title>
			<description>Please don't call anymore,it hurts to hear your voice on the phone.Please don't give me hope that it could be like before,because I'm adapting to life on my own. The lullaby you'd sing to me when I was young,is flowing through my head.This is what you sung,but now the words are cold and dead. &quot;Hush ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Emmie94/1204160/</link>
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			<title>Our Generation</title>
			<description>I look around and all I see,is mistakes and terrible memories.&amp;nbsp;All these children hanging by the end of their ropes,suicide after suicide a world with no hope.&amp;nbsp;Now I don't believe that the world can't be saved,and I don't believe we're all destined for early graves.&amp;nbsp;I don't believe th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Emmie94/1204158/</link>
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