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		<description>The original writings of author A.G Franke</description>
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			<title>25 to life</title>
			<description>story of a young man who turned to gangs after a trouble and hard childhood.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A.G-Franke/725658/</link>
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			<title>Only in my dreams</title>
			<description>He wakes up with an indictable happiness in his head.But then he realizes it was only a dream. For he&amp;rsquo;s alone in his bed.Tears flood his pillow, as he remembers that last words she said.For it tears at his heart and makes it bleed bright red.He and her were together last night but only..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A.G-Franke/719843/</link>
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			<title>Green Love</title>
			<description>About the same girl as in &quot;Grey Love&quot; </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A.G-Franke/719176/</link>
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			<title>A lion can be load with his roar,but a writer can wisper just as loud with his soul.</title>
			<description>(refrain)This is my life spoken though paper and pen,Ya, this is my life, spoken though paper and pen.A lion can be loud with his roar,but a writer can whisper just as loud with his soul.&amp;nbsp;Just a boy trying to be a man.Thinking I'm he-man, thinking I can do it all.But here comes ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A.G-Franke/718677/</link>
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			<title>Face Value</title>
			<description>You won't hear me talk about it much, but you can see it in my face.How my eyes, are a dam holding back my emotions and tears.The lines on my face, from worry and fears.Tiredness you can see by the bags on my eyes, for I look like a raccoon.Proof of stress by my pulled out hair.Yet if you ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A.G-Franke/718657/</link>
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			<title>Grey Love</title>
			<description>love poem of my all to often terrible love life, you be the judge.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A.G-Franke/714649/</link>
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			<title>Fiery Love</title>
			<description>The pain burns inside,as you put me out like the burning of a midnight cigarette.Fr you don't want me any more, no you don't want me any more.So I left you one your porch without a goodnight kiss.Now my whole world's going insane, going amiss.So why doesn't anything matter anymore?I'm go..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A.G-Franke/712572/</link>
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			<title>my funny love for you</title>
			<description>quote I came up with in like 10min...I look the words but not how they are necessarily arranged, any suggestions?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A.G-Franke/710101/</link>
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			<title>Running</title>
			<description>me running</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A.G-Franke/707978/</link>
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			<title>Who is this man in the mirror.</title>
			<description>this is basically about my inner battle of battle of disicption of depression. (ignore garmmer and spelling) I did't spend much time on this, and hey let's face it that part is always gonna suck! =) </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A.G-Franke/705201/</link>
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			<title>&quot;Walk Out&quot;</title>
			<description>Somthing I am very passionate about. &quot;Taken responsiblty for your actions&quot; Also being &quot;pro-life&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A.G-Franke/703200/</link>
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			<title>(I havn't had a title for this one yet) (any suggestoin)</title>
			<description>Our God is a God of&amp;nbsp;love so to forgive me He would.Our God is&amp;nbsp; the God of life and death so to forgive me could.But I am the chief of sinners so to forgive me is it something he should?&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A.G-Franke/703189/</link>
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			<title>mess around</title>
			<description>just a mess around rap. stuff to build me up when I'm feeling down.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A.G-Franke/702412/</link>
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			<title>Won't you stay young</title>
			<description>This one goes out to my little cousin, I love him so very much.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A.G-Franke/702382/</link>
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			<title>A variety of quotes.</title>
			<description>(this isn't really a poem, I just don't know what to but it under.) Thanks for views, commets and views! =) God Bless.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A.G-Franke/701756/</link>
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			<title>What's one more time?</title>
			<description>This goes out to a brown-eyed beauty I feel for not to long ago. Unfortunately she had a boyfriend. But we are not good friends! =)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A.G-Franke/701323/</link>
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			<title>So Fly</title>
			<description>Just a mess around poem (I do not thing I'm a Gangster) =)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A.G-Franke/701321/</link>
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			<title>Forgivness</title>
			<description>In a nutshell, I complety giving myself up to God in all of his might and splinder, praying, begging before him for His forgivness</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A.G-Franke/701310/</link>
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			<title>&quot;What would you do if tommorow was too late?&quot;</title>
			<description>sad love poem.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A.G-Franke/700778/</link>
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			<title>&quot;A story of innocence&quot;</title>
			<description>A story of young Latina, growing up in a broken family, and a drug and gang torn Harlem in the 80's</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A.G-Franke/700771/</link>
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			<title>How do I feel now.</title>
			<description>sad love poem</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/A.G-Franke/700719/</link>
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