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			<title>ENIGMA</title>
			<description>Enigmae&amp;middot;nig&amp;middot;ma/i&amp;#712;ni&amp;#609;m&amp;#601;/nouna person or thing that is mysterious, puzzling, or difficult to understand.He left before She had the chance to speakHis voice trailed after Him like the melancholy whispers of the wind&amp;ldquo;When will you stop running away&amp;rdquo;An enigma.A pu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unicorngamer27/2100275/</link>
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			<title>Enigma</title>
			<description>He left before She had the chance to speakHis voice trailed after Him like the melancholy whispers of the wind&amp;ldquo;When will you stop running away&amp;rdquo;An enigma.A puzzle.and He was made of themHe was an enigma begging to be solveda jigsaw longing to be pieced back togetherand nothing could deter..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unicorngamer27/2088239/</link>
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			<title>Youth</title>
			<description>Here&amp;rsquo;s to the youthful joyWe use to veil our melancholy and sorrow.To the friday nights spent in a crowdbut still feeling alone.To the strong emotionsWe work so hard to suppress.To the jokes made at our expenseand the moments spent in blissful ignorance.Here&amp;rsquo;s to nonexistent futuresand e..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unicorngamer27/2029267/</link>
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			<title>The End is Near</title>
			<description>There is always a calm after the storm.I used to believeThe storm wasEndlessAnd nothing would changeYetWhen i arrived at the calmIt was nothing but reliefThere are alwaysPeople and thingsThat will come and go as they wishMaybe it&amp;rsquo;ll leave you injured in some wayBut maybe that will beThe thing ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unicorngamer27/1995760/</link>
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			<title>Empty Heart</title>
			<description>EmptySomething people often feel yet choose to ignore it. Its a feeling that never seems to go away when its with me. Always lingering. Yet ive become immune to this cruel feeling. Everyones emptiness means something else. To me it means something much more, yet I&amp;rsquo;m not sure what it is that ma..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unicorngamer27/1962028/</link>
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			<title>Bubbles</title>
			<description>Stuck in this bubble you wereStuck in your own thoughtsIn your own worldA world that didn't existAnd as everyone moved forward you stayedIn your bubbleNot knowing which direction to moveYou stayedYou stayed stuck in this one spotWanting to move forward but unwilling to see where it would take youAs ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unicorngamer27/1920547/</link>
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			<title>OKay?</title>
			<description>Sometimes I wonder why i'm hereWhat is the point in stayingWhen all I do is hold you backYou should be freeAnd I should let you be freeBut I can't seem to let you goWhy do you let me hold you backWhen you can do so much moreAll I am is a burden but you still stayAt this point I don't know if it's me..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unicorngamer27/1900518/</link>
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			<title>Stuck Here</title>
			<description>I lie in bedKnowingI'll never see you againNever feel the warmth of your hugsNever see your smiling face againNeverAgainAll I can do is blame myselfWanting to join youWanting to leave this horrid worldYou&amp;rsquo;ve left me inGone without a traceOnly left with my imaginationWonderingWanderingAnd then ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unicorngamer27/1859042/</link>
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			<title>My Time</title>
			<description>I was 9 years oldwhen I first felt insecure about my weight,It was the first but definitely not the last.It was simply the beginning of all the self hate and mental turmoil that came with being different.I was age 11and it was clear that I didn't look like the rest of the girls from my schooland I d..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unicorngamer27/1855534/</link>
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			<title>Just One Day</title>
			<description>You used to say &amp;ldquo;We&amp;rsquo;ve been through this,I said I wouldn&amp;rsquo;t leave you thenI wouldn&amp;rsquo;t leave you now.&amp;rdquo;I felt like a collapsing buildingWhile you were a pillar holding me upI remember the times whenWe would talk all day and all nightSoon you started to ignore meAll my messa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unicorngamer27/1855532/</link>
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			<title>Beauty &amp; Society</title>
			<description>This is about self-confidence and self-conciousness</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unicorngamer27/1849118/</link>
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