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			<title>Drier</title>
			<description>He takes her heartAnd wrings it outLike a wet towel That needs to be driedSqueezing it twisting itThis way and thatNot releasing his gripUntil every last dropHas fallenAnd at the endHer heart is drier than the towel.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bookworm642/1362336/</link>
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			<title>Logic</title>
			<description>Oh sweet logicAlways thereTo hearYou outAs you talk aboutYour feelingsYour thoughtsOh logic, how it scoffsAt your volatile ever hanging heartIt wipes your tearsIt builds a wallAround your little, fickle HeartAnd tells you in a clear cold voiceThe clear cold factsUntil t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bookworm642/1362334/</link>
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			<title>Anger</title>
			<description>Anger is easy. It comes quickly, grows even quicker. &amp;nbsp;The more you think the angrier you get. &amp;nbsp;It can destroy. Yourself, others...it is destructive. If you let it, your anger will control you, taking over and controlling your thoughts, blocking out all rationality and sense, until you are ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bookworm642/909009/</link>
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			<title>The Quiet Girl in the Corner</title>
			<description>Shuffling feetwalk down&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;street,but no one sees herthe quiet girl in&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;cornerthey look awaythey frown with distasteno one wants to see herthe quiet girl in the cornerShe hides under a hoodshe says not a wordno one tries to see herthe quiet girl in the corneroblivious to her ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bookworm642/818614/</link>
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			<title>Music</title>
			<description>How lovely,the sound of musicto my ears.How wonderful ,the power of music ,that can take me away.How beautiful,the magic of music,that can save me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bookworm642/653659/</link>
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			<title>WORDS</title>
			<description>I look for the words.I search for them.I try to find them.Then I realize,There are none.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bookworm642/653657/</link>
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			<title>What Do you Do?</title>
			<description>What do you dowhen darkness surrounds you,light forsakes you,and hope abandons you?What do you dowhen you close your eyes,so you don't have to see?when the world betrays you,and you no longer believe?what do you dowhen you cry in silence,because no one wants to hearor simply because,theres no one th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bookworm642/653656/</link>
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			<title>On this Dark Night</title>
			<description>it's dark,it's cold,i'm scared,i'm alone.i've no one to hold me,and hush my fears,to sing me to sleep,and wipe my tears.no one to protect me,&amp;nbsp;and to be the light,that I need so muchon this cold, dark night.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bookworm642/546329/</link>
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			<title>Pressure</title>
			<description>I feel like exploding,I feel I can't breathe,so much is expected,so many people to please.No one thinks to ask,what I want for myself.People always pushing me,to be something else.What am I meant to do?Who am I meant to be?I try to keep them happy.But what about me?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bookworm642/546315/</link>
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			<title>Rain</title>
			<description>I see the rain,I see it splatter.I hear the rain,I hear it shatter.I feel the rain,down it splashes.I feel the rain,down it crashes.I sense the rain,&amp;nbsp;in all its glory.I listen as,It tells its story.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bookworm642/541382/</link>
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			<title>You Won't Listen</title>
			<description>I want to talk,but you wont listen.I want to write,but you wont read whats written.I want to see,but you block my vision.I want to have dreams,but you take away my ambition.I want to fly away,but you just hold me down.I want to swim away,but you would let me drown.I want to do so many things,but you..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bookworm642/535826/</link>
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			<title>Release</title>
			<description>What to do?What to say?How can I make,the pain go away?How do I comfort?How do I dry the tears?How do I stop the hurting?How do I battle my fears?Is there a way outof this dark black hole?I'd do anything,I'd pay any toll.To erase it forever,to finally be at peace.For the tightness of my heartto fina..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bookworm642/535819/</link>
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			<title>I Try to Cry</title>
			<description>I try to crybut no tearsjust angerpaincaught insidestucki want to get outbut how?i scream i yelli want to escapebut how?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bookworm642/532774/</link>
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			<title>A Web of Lies</title>
			<description>A web of liessurround my heartI'm scared that I&amp;nbsp;will fall apart;break down, give inand lose this gameof who can keep upthis false facadeof pure perfectionand utter strengthno room for errorsand no mistakes;I'm getting tiredof holding upthis fake maskI might give up;show my whole selfwith flaws ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bookworm642/532771/</link>
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