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			<title>A Sketch of What Will Never Be</title>
			<description>Each day the sun will burnEach day the world will turn. Everyday I can&amp;rsquo;t help but wish Something more will come of this. All that&amp;rsquo;s left that I can doIs pray that someday I can be with you.To stay another minute or two.We can continue to talk, or go on a walk.Nothing more than this could..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimplyWriting/2026172/</link>
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			<title>A Universe of Hearts</title>
			<description>Your Sun will riseMine will setEveryday I will try to forgetA home that&amp;rsquo;s real, not really mineBut I guess that&amp;rsquo;s fine.The Moon may orbit around the EarthGiving me some feelings of self worth.Our Galaxy of stars,and never ending hearts.Full of life, and no sense of mind. But only few are..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimplyWriting/2026073/</link>
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			<title>Another Wish For Another Us</title>
			<description>We&amp;rsquo;ve stayed friends for way to longNot realizing my original feelings are gone.We&amp;rsquo;d talk oftenAnd i&amp;rsquo;ve started to soften. The days have past, we&amp;rsquo;ve talked lessIt&amp;rsquo;s making me feel like a mess.I know we will never beWho would ever like little old me?Another girl, another..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimplyWriting/2026060/</link>
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			<title>Life</title>
			<description>Everyday we continue to moveActing like we got nothing to loseTo continue on, through all the painEven though there's not much to gain.A mockery of faith, hope, and trustTo believe is an absolute must.A trophy at the end of the lineWanting to claim what must me mine.These selfish desire, we don&amp;rsqu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimplyWriting/2026037/</link>
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			<title>real</title>
			<description>Too much to sayToo much to doThat's what you say to keep them from knowing the real youYou hide yourself like you're in a warNothing less nothing more.Afraid of lifeMore so the judge You have been hurt so you keep closed offYou may seem cold, but really you're soft.Just afraid of what theirs not.To ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimplyWriting/2026032/</link>
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			<title>Fool</title>
			<description>I was a fool to trust youA fool to careA fool to see what was never there.I'm now full of constant regretAs I realize my life isn't setI thought we would last as long as lifeWho knew I was living constant lies.I feel too much and don't let goOr at least that's what you told me.My emotions are a roll..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimplyWriting/2026030/</link>
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			<title>Memories</title>
			<description>The memories within our soul They may seem a little dullBut each of us has a special one It even may have been a little funTo create the memories that we can shareEven when we&amp;rsquo;re old and bareTo live each dayWith all we canSo when we are at the age of storytellingWe my have an interesting one.A..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimplyWriting/2025865/</link>
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			<title>A World Of Force</title>
			<description>We live in a world, that tells you how to feelBut how can we know if anything is even real?If our feelings are forcedHow can we love?You&amp;rsquo;re told,&amp;rdquo;like him! Like her!&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;But can such feelings be forced?We&amp;rsquo;re forced into stereotypes that run our livesBut what if we broke awa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimplyWriting/2025819/</link>
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			<title>Lie</title>
			<description>Everyday i&amp;rsquo;d watch you walk byEveryday i&amp;rsquo;d continue to lie.To tell myself, you&amp;rsquo;re just a friendAnd I knew these lies would never end.To fake a smileTo hurt a while.Confused at what may be.So i&amp;rsquo;d let you inBut not to muchSo that you don&amp;rsquo;t get scared.I live a life of ma..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimplyWriting/2025817/</link>
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			<title>Something That There Never Was</title>
			<description>Those days you'd walkThe times you'd talk.A friend, just that, nothing more.For how could you be, when you knew for sure.Confused if thatHe was never yours.Accept that all he ever sees you as is you.You are a frienda companion, a pal.A cheerful smile to talk to.But little did you never knowHis feeli..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimplyWriting/2025815/</link>
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