Missing mom. Just... Thoughts... Happy BDay!A Story by Broken Girl
So, I have very recently discovered that my mother started out as a beautiful, innocent, wild flower, that emerged from a seed into a lonely, empty field of burning flames, where even the angels cried. I should have saw her in a different light. Held her just a little bit closer... Now, it's just too late.
TOMORROW WOULD HAVE BEEN HER SPECIAL DAY, BUT LIKE A FLOWER IN WINTER, SHE JUST COULDN'T STAY.
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3 Reviews Added on September 9, 2010 Last Updated on September 23, 2010 AuthorBroken GirlGAAbout"Call you up in the middle of the night, like a firefly without a light. You were there like a slow torch burning, I was a key that could use a little turning. So tired that I couldn't even sl.. more..Writing
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