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		<title>Beaten But Not Broken&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 19 Mar 2009 13:49:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Dena Tyson</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[They say that love doesn’t hurt but why does it always seem to leave a large sting across my face or blackened my eye. To love is to encourage, and most times I have found none. Love should be felt from the moment we’re born no matter how we were conceived, life is a blessing. [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>They say that love doesn’t hurt but why does it always seem to leave a large sting across my face or blackened my eye.</p>
<p>To love is to encourage, and most times I have found none.</p>
<p>Love should be felt from the moment we’re born no matter how we were conceived, life is a blessing.</p>
<p>Each day that I live and breathe I know I am not alone.<br />
I put myself out front and I stand among so many that have suffered hanging our heads in shame, but no longer will I hold myself to these types of methods.</p>
<p>No longer will I allow my life to be chosen by anyone except the one for which I pray to each morning when I open my eyes giving thanks for a day that I have to make a new start.</p>
<p>I choose to make the most of this day for which I have been given for now and for always.</p>
<p>Make the best of your day people and live for many others to come because we are worthy… trust me I know.</p>
<p>My best to you always and<br />
“Continue to Greatness!”</p>
<p>Written for the Novel Black Beans ‘N Rice<br />
A novel about escaping an abusive relationship and finding love for the very first time.<br />
<strong>*In Theatres Soon!*</strong></p>
<p>©2009 Written/Created by Author: Dena Tyson</p>
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		<title>The Power and the Glory</title>
		<link>http://denatyson.com/blog/2009/02/27/the-power-and-the-glory/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Feb 2009 17:38:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Dena Tyson</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I extend my hand as you turned away tossing the last few pieces of my possessions I quickly fell to my knees grabbing hold of each piece stuffing them into the green duffel bag that once belonged to a man most claimed was my father Still I am lost, but one day I hope to [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I extend my hand as you turned away<br />
tossing the last few pieces of my possessions</p>
<p>I quickly fell to my knees grabbing hold of each<br />
piece stuffing them into the green duffel bag<br />
that once belonged to a man most claimed was<br />
my father</p>
<p>Still I am lost, but one day I hope to find him</p>
<p>I am broken as I journey the streets unknown</p>
<p>You used the power to turn my life, my world<br />
upside down, and today you’ve won</p>
<p>Time heals all wounds but we never forget</p>
<p>Today I am woman<br />
I stand proud completely unashamed of the<br />
world I left behind</p>
<p>I hear a knock and find you at my door on<br />
bended knee calling out my name</p>
<p>Once again I extend my hand<br />
as I open my heart, my soul<br />
only this time you bear no resistance</p>
<p>You stare into my eyes with shame on your face<br />
as I help you to your feet.</p>
<p>You ask me why…</p>
<p>In my humble response<br />
I face you, and I smile</p>
<p>The “Glory” is mine to give.</p>
<p>Written/Created by Best Selling Author:<br />
Dena Tyson 12/21/08     </p>
<p>This describes the day I was thrown on the<br />
streets to survive at 14 with no place to go and<br />
no one to turn to.  It only made me stronger in my<br />
journey to survival, and I held no hate in my<br />
heart.  I learned I am worthy and that all things<br />
are possible when we believe.</p>
<p>For the short list of those that cared and have<br />
always had my best interest at heart, I thank you<br />
and wrap my arms around you with tears of joy.<br />
For those that still hate and try to tear me down,<br />
and that list for sure would extend from where I<br />
live to the Himalayan Mountains, &#8230;know that it<br />
only gets better from here.<br />
See you at the movies!<br />
<strong>*In Theatres Soon!*</strong></p>
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		<title>Today For The First Time I Am Free</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Feb 2009 17:25:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[As I turn the key, I feel my journey has just begun&#8230; Today for the first time I am free I make my way pass the doors of the crowded room I see your face… I notice your lips, your smile As I make my way in your direction you smile I Take your arms [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As I turn the key, I feel my journey has just<br />
begun&#8230;</p>
<p>Today for the first time I am free</p>
<p>I make my way pass the doors of the<br />
crowded room</p>
<p>I see your face… I notice your lips, your<br />
smile</p>
<p>As I make my way in your direction you smile</p>
<p>I Take your arms reaching out to hold me,<br />
drawing you near</p>
<p>The room becomes silent as we lose<br />
ourselves over come with the emotion we<br />
feel inside</p>
<p>Today for the first time I am free</p>
<p>We pause, taking a moment to find our way<br />
beyond the corners of the back room, then<br />
up the stairs</p>
<p>We meet again, this time your legs wrapped<br />
around my waist As I gently hold your thighs<br />
in my arms, wanting you, needing you…</p>
<p>My heart compels me to think that I had a<br />
right to be here</p>
<p>death was not my sentence.</p>
<p>A prisoner no more, locked within the walls<br />
of my soul yelling, pleading, trying to get out!</p>
<p>Dare I question the man that I once was,<br />
would be the man that I am before<br />
but I am determined, and now I surrender-</p>
<p>“Father I stretch my hands to thee”</p>
<p>and then it happened,</p>
<p>this day I know…</p>
<p>Today for the first time I am free</p>
<p>Written/Created by Author Best Selling Author:<br />
Dena Tyson<br />
11/19/08</p>
<p>*This is actually a revelation from a man that<br />
was once in a coma. He lay with his body<br />
frozen in time, locked within the walls of his<br />
soul, trying to get out, wanting to be free. He<br />
remembers his life, his love and longs to be<br />
with her once again&#8230; to feel her, to touch<br />
her. He had much to learn during his time of<br />
departure, and renewed his beliefs,<br />
surrendering himself to the heavens above.<br />
Finally he awakens&#8230; a chance to start his<br />
life once more, now much stronger and<br />
wiser he realizes<br />
&#8220;Today For The First Time I Am Free&#8221;</p>
<p>Based on the novel &#8220;Give Me the Strength&#8221; which is also based on a true story<br />
<strong>*In Theatres Soon!*</strong></p>
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		<title>And Then It Happened&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://denatyson.com/blog/2008/12/15/and-then-it-happened/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Dec 2008 18:03:54 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Dena Tyson</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Mmmmmmmmmm…. yesssssss-s-s-s&#8230; You explore my body touching every inch of my soul, From the moment I enter you waste no time Making your way down my spine, I take a deep breath and bare no resistance I put on a girlish grin as you tap-tap drip-drip Making your way across my body I quickly shut [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Mmmmmmmmmm…. yesssssss-s-s-s&#8230;<br />
You explore my body touching every inch of my soul,</p>
<p>From the moment I enter you waste no time<br />
Making your way down my spine,</p>
<p>I take a deep breath and bare no resistance<br />
I put on a girlish grin as you tap-tap drip-drip<br />
Making your way across my body</p>
<p>I quickly shut the door<br />
My eyes held tightly as I surrender myself to a place of no return<br />
Lifting my arms high in the air I feel your touch,<br />
You’re warm as your tongue lashes every piece of my soul</p>
<p>I can’t stop myself from wanting more, needing more<br />
And then it happened—</p>
<p>“Aw hell… I done ran outta hot water ya’ll! I gotta git up outta this shower. We’ll have to pick this up tomorrow- You did know I was talkin ‘bout the shower right…? Ya’ll so n-a-s-t-y!</p>
<p>Created By: Dena Tyson 11/23/08  </p>
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