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			<title>You</title>
			<description>A plea to an absent significant other </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/2880241/</link>
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			<title>Twisted take</title>
			<description>Living with my eating disorder.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/2787465/</link>
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			<title>The accident (part 2)</title>
			<description>Why do I dream of you?And wake up cryingRemembering you?Cant dream... It's you dyingCan't be awake without hiding The war I'm mentally fightingit's like I'm sleepwalkingEvery single day without failMy heart's not working..It stopped with every detail.I wasn't there but I feel l..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/2467740/</link>
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			<title>Other then me</title>
			<description>My emotions right now.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/2460836/</link>
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			<title>The accident</title>
			<description>My mum was recently in an accident that killed three people... One of which was my uncle... This is about him</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/2313735/</link>
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			<title>falling for bloody hands</title>
			<description>love, hate, rage, sadness</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/2123748/</link>
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			<title>blood of my blood</title>
			<description>we killour words like knivespoisoned and ill&amp;nbsp;we suffer all our lives&amp;nbsp;the mental abuse drums in thy headthe suicidal wishes of deathall cause from thy demonsblood of my blood and those beforethis land was untouched&amp;nbsp;but thy crimson love and broken lawthe practice of hate jealousy and ra..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/2092099/</link>
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			<title>harsh judgement...</title>
			<description>my first poem after moving away from my emotionally verbally and pysically abusive mother..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/2092027/</link>
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			<title>fly away</title>
			<description>This a out my boyfriend and him losing his mum and dad</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/2057453/</link>
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			<title>my voices said</title>
			<description>it's harder then you thinkto be the way I amaround people I shrinkalone I don't give a damnugh why am I like thispain to me is eternal blissI see so many people smileand its actually realI haven't been able to in quite a whilenobody seems to give a f**k about how I feeli'd like to say im fine throug..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/2030985/</link>
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			<title>I CANT LIE ANYMORE</title>
			<description>my ex fianc&amp;eacute; cheated... and this is how I cope</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/2030646/</link>
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			<title>why me?</title>
			<description>love can be twisted....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/2028486/</link>
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			<title>Aunty Andrea </title>
			<description>she stood strong through it all my aunty Andrea. she made it look easy even though she knew it wasn't. I know he's proud to have called you his mum aunty Andrea and he's finally at peace. years will go by fast and slow but one thing you should always know is that he loved you more then life as I say..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/2024128/</link>
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			<title>katie? oh katie</title>
			<description>This is what its like when I think I'm getting better but then something happens to make me depressed but it all makes me strong after I figure things out.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/2020961/</link>
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			<title>im sorry</title>
			<description>kc.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/2015130/</link>
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			<title>mommy?</title>
			<description>Jessy lost her mommy and doesn't know where she has gone..... or does she?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/2011886/</link>
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			<title>i dont know anymore</title>
			<description>I guess im falling apart again</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/2011642/</link>
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			<title>building block from my heart</title>
			<description>hurt, pain</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/2010293/</link>
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			<title>I million miles apart</title>
			<description>It hurts</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1995101/</link>
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			<title>my angel</title>
			<description>my love &lt;3 </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1977472/</link>
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			<title>madly</title>
			<description>from the heart ... a.j I love you</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1977040/</link>
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			<title>tear drops</title>
			<description>missing my baby</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1975907/</link>
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			<title>i did it again</title>
			<description>I'm sorry</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1975070/</link>
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			<title>okay</title>
			<description>but not okay</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1973002/</link>
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			<title>it hurts</title>
			<description>A.j</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1966397/</link>
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			<title>a letter to my psychologist</title>
			<description>it's missing a few bits but most of it is there</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1966065/</link>
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			<title>her</title>
			<description>her...I don't know how to explainflowing from the earthis the feelings I obtainis it true this fateI don't know...&amp;nbsp; to not know something &amp;nbsp;I hateevery second I'm confusedso in love with the feelingwhen I'm hurt, I'm most amusedyet the way we connect sends me reelingher eyes tell the story ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1965361/</link>
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			<title>crying on my own</title>
			<description>their word start to stingas my tears fallI didn't do anythingthey push me to the walltheir word hit me hardI didn't do it I shouldn't be dealt this cardthey kick and punchthey say I'm not good enoughthis is why I hide at lunchmy life is already getting toughI feel so weakbut I don't do anything just..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1956641/</link>
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			<title>Roses are Red, Violets are Blue</title>
			<description>little Gabby was talking to herself saying some strange things. Telling Dannielle and Nickolas she's talking to Violet and Clay. Imaginary friends or are they?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1955768/</link>
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			<title>wont get enough</title>
			<description>my every day</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1955487/</link>
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			<title>do you ever think about it?</title>
			<description>i wonder what it would be like</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1955221/</link>
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			<title>wow</title>
			<description>f**k life</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1955145/</link>
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			<title>to the wolf that bit back</title>
			<description>thank you for showing me what life isn't supposed to be</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1954892/</link>
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			<title>the boy in the book</title>
			<description>just another numbing lover</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1954061/</link>
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			<title>another pill</title>
			<description>my designer drug</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1953445/</link>
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			<title>what am i to you</title>
			<description>my inner thoughts</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1951909/</link>
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			<title>EVERY....</title>
			<description>my first ever poem to be honest</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1950968/</link>
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			<title>honesty or failure </title>
			<description>story of me</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1950631/</link>
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			<title>just... me...</title>
			<description>the feelings that get to me </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1949526/</link>
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			<title>once again</title>
			<description>im alone</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1949220/</link>
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			<title>why</title>
			<description>sad</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1947855/</link>
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			<title>ten thousand miles apart</title>
			<description>nearly 4 months with someone special A.J &lt;3</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1945915/</link>
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			<title>the way i get</title>
			<description>cuteness </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1945627/</link>
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			<title>drowning in my thoughts</title>
			<description>Depression eating away at my mind</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1944984/</link>
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			<title>my nightmares </title>
			<description>my nightmares about my cousins death</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1943769/</link>
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			<title>us</title>
			<description>fireflies</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1943448/</link>
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			<title>veins</title>
			<description>sad truth</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DarkARTZ/1943398/</link>
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