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She has time in her pocket and God on speed dial, both of which she got while dying on the kitchen floor. Now Forever is her kingdom and the only thing she fears is her daughter going to a big city with cotton-candy-clouded daydreams in hand.

It hurts, she says, for Death to take away the color in the clock. He has no forgiveness, but God gives second chances to broken women.

Instead of taking her soul, he gave it back and apologized for the wait.

She'll outlive the diamond encrusted soccer moms, because she's all ready seen Hell and has no desire to take up a residence. She lives her life at the bottom, laying down velvet rugs for her children to walk upon. Eggshells are better, but she doesn't want them to hurt their feet and slice their lives like she did so many times before.

Hard times are what make us, she says, because God loves those the most that he gives the pain to. He'll build us up when it's done and set us up to fly with renewed albatross wings. We'll soar without trouble and break apart the granite in our path.
©2009 *DudeRun
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I was trying to write a poem for this contest, but I got stuck so I decided to write a short story, but that turned out more poetic than necessary so here this is. And I'm totally unsure about the layout, but it's set up as I wrote it so...

It's for the Girls Helping Girls program and we're supposed to write about the most beautiful woman that we know. Most people write about their mothers, as I do not have a mother, I chose someone else's mother. Christy is my friend Alisha's mom, who I've only met once, but talk to on MySpace sometimes. She's a really wonderful woman that's been through some tough stuff including drug addiction and watching her husband die from a heroin overdose. It's intense stuff and for her to come out of it as she has is pretty dang amazing.

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i lovelove the first line - it totally drew me in.


It hurts, she says, for Death to take away the color in the clock.
and this is amazing
i love the images

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my heart's on fire let me reach out to you today
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Thank you very much. =)

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"The elevator to success is out of order. You’ll have to use the stairs… one step at a time."--Joe Girard

"The only place where dreams are impossible is in your own mind."--Emalie

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