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		<title>The Bleeding Quill | WritersCafe.org</title>
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		<description>The original writings of author The Bleeding Quill</description>
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			<title>To Serve A Nation</title>
			<description>A story about a couple under the scrutiny and challenges of serving in the marine corps, from the deserter wife's point of view. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetpeas22/1221950/</link>
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			<title>Crimson Woman</title>
			<description>Is she such a woman to engage your unwavering gaze? Is she such a woman to brighten your day while enticing my rage?Are raven tresses, and olive skin, so dark they escape your notice? In favor of pale beauty and vibrant colors to catch your focus. You take great pleasure in my display, yet do you ev..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetpeas22/1158545/</link>
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			<title>Justification</title>
			<description>This is about the judgement everyone faces from day to day. People forgetting that they too are not perfect.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetpeas22/697631/</link>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description>I did not need for you to give me a better life. I did that for myself with perseverance and becoming feed up with being less than what I am.I did not need money, Paper will not listen as I waste my prolonged tails of struggles and worldly tribulations on it, nor will it offer a gentle hand to wipe ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetpeas22/666081/</link>
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			<title>Dear Former Lover</title>
			<description>A letter to the estranged.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetpeas22/621460/</link>
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			<title>A Rant.</title>
			<description>This is my Rant.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetpeas22/620457/</link>
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			<title>You are</title>
			<description>Inspired by the Anime Rouroni Kenshin You Are																																																																											Set up as a duet between Kenshin and Tomoe in her her final moments. Tomoe admits her feelings for kenshin but  she feels quilty about her forme..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetpeas22/616438/</link>
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			<title>Mirror</title>
			<description>They say its superficial, They say its not realbut how can they tell me , the feelings that I feel?They tell me I'm faking when I cut my wrist.They tell me I'm lying when I clinch my fist.They're so oblivious and so blind not to see.that these are my problems, the real me.They think &quot;how can this co..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetpeas22/616427/</link>
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			<title>Chapter I- A fateful meeting</title>
			<description>                  		CHAPTER 1:&amp;nbsp;A fateful Meeting.&amp;nbsp;First let me start of by telling you, that if you are looking for a war  story filled with heroic acts and uncompromisable bravery in the line of  duty then you my friend are listening to the wrong tale. This story is ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetpeas22/616381/</link>
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			<title>What a ride </title>
			<description>a story of trust, betrayal, infidelity, greed and love. Set in present time with a military background.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetpeas22/616379/</link>
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			<title>Addicted.</title>
			<description>So tantalizing is your hand around my throat While your grabbing squeezing causing me to choke.And the tears are flowing in rivers down my cheek, gasping, moaning trying to speak.My feet lifted off of the groundMy own desperate screams ringing aloud.And somehow it get me off,I beg and plead but I do..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetpeas22/616376/</link>
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			<title>Judgement</title>
			<description>Why am I the one who's always in the wrong?Searching for the love of a common bond.Never quite good enough for someone else taste.A common misconception of an innocent face.Never right for what I have to say.Unanswered questions whenever I dare pray.Trapped in this world with no way out.Hateful word..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetpeas22/616375/</link>
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			<title>A girl called W***e. </title>
			<description>There she is standing on the street, you look the other way.You feel sorry for her, but you're not quite sure what to say.You wonder silently to yourself what could have happened to this poor girl?What would bring a human being to do the most despicable thing in the world?You wander on quietly walki..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetpeas22/616344/</link>
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			<title>F**k you too.</title>
			<description>F**k Him. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetpeas22/611692/</link>
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			<title>Can you tell my story</title>
			<description>Everyday I wake up around 8'o clockand wonder to myself if I should get out of bed or notI put on my lipstick and lace up my heelsslip the condoms in my purse and take my day after pillI stand on the corner right around the edge,waiting for the guy who'll pay me to sleep in his bedwhat am i suppose ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetpeas22/602485/</link>
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			<title>America the beautiful</title>
			<description>I can't but feel guilty, for the failure I appear to be, given my background.and I simply can't live up, but don't have the will to give up, my second time around. So I keep searching, looking for nurturing, in this blissful land.I do it alone, hoping for a way to atone, with no one this time to hol..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetpeas22/602093/</link>
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			<title>Fork in the Road</title>
			<description>I'm being pushed to the fork in the road, being pressured to make a choice. I close my eyes and procrastinate, needing to hear the melody of your voice.What you want I simply cannot live up to nor can I compare.As much as I want you here with me I know that you want to be there.I nod and move closer..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetpeas22/602090/</link>
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			<title>Happy</title>
			<description>I am happy when your smile lights up my room.I was happy to have your seed within my womb.I am happy for the things that we once shared.I was happy the moments you showed you cared.I am happy, to see the way you've grown.I was happy to watch the courage you have shown.I am happy to stand..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetpeas22/601663/</link>
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			<title>Time to Go</title>
			<description>When does there come a point where the hurt is just to much?When does there come a point when enough becomes enough?Is it when he refuses to wipe away your lingering tears?Is it when he chooses to ignore your haunting fears?When does it become a point when you say no more?When does it beco..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetpeas22/601656/</link>
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			<title>Back with a Vengance </title>
			<description>You thought you knocked me down, and that I wouldn't be around, to give you round two.You thought you'd make me drown, listening to the sound, of me needing to be with you. I'm back with a vengeance, hate flowing in each sentence to give you a better fight,and I have new found attendance, to school ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetpeas22/601653/</link>
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			<title>A Wives Prayer</title>
			<description>God give me the strength to pray for him, in his time of need. Give him the courage to stand strong, and the wisdom for him to lead. God watch over him, as he faces the threats of war.help him serve with dignity, to our beloved marine corps. God please bless, every imprint his boot shall tre..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetpeas22/601629/</link>
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			<title>Goodbye</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetpeas22/601625/</link>
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			<title>Succubus</title>
			<description>There she is waiting her sandy tresses cascade down her back.Her emerald gaze set to fall upon you causing opposites to attract.Her glistening smile blinding your judgment you take a step closer and breath.The shimmering aura of pure light and peace causing you to fall upon your knees.Her cr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetpeas22/601622/</link>
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			<title>Damn it I am worth it.</title>
			<description>Damn it I am worth you taking the time to kiss me goodnight.Damn it I am worth you fighting for us to make it right.Damn it I am worth, a gentle caress and tender kiss.Damn it I am worth, being adored and being missed.Damn it I am worth, a caring &quot;are you okay?&quot;Without You be expecting in some way t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetpeas22/601603/</link>
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			<title>Warm Wind Tierd Friend</title>
			<description>I don't want to be Your friend, I don't want to be second choice.I'll leave it to the other girls to play, I don't wanna play with boys.I don't want to wait for you, don't you think it's been long enough?This is a story just for two, a love ballet played just for us. Is it worth the sacrific..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetpeas22/601393/</link>
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