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Let Me BeAre you going to love me now,
Are you going to show me the care I "Deserve",
Because things are different somehow?
Can you now love me better since you've had some time and space?
Why is the forever you quickly threw away now worth your time?
Why do you so suddenly want me in your life?
Don't you know that you destroyed me when you left?
Aren't you aware that anything but silence is just going to break my calm?
Why can't you be saticfied with ruining me and leave me in one Peace?
Please just let me be...
Something MoreThere's tea in the fridge
And coffee brewing in my ear.
Her cup'll be empty soon...
The same movie's on the TV again
And there's nothing we can do
Not to scream for release.
Needing the scream to be free.
Trying to find a way to live
This generic odd life.
Dying for the approval he'll never give.
With my songs for a broken heart playing loud,
I can't hear their voices rise,
As they scream without sound.
Waiting for nightfall
Because it's the only time I feel safe.
Disappearing into a book
And fading away.
Becoming something new.
The old me never to be found.
Stepping out of this body
And leaving it on the ground.
Hoping always to be something pure.
Just wanting to be something more.
Love LostWhere did it all go?
Your love for me,
The happiness that flowed at your touch,
Almost like it was pouring from within.
Happiness was your safe arms around me when I was cold.
It was one of your perfect hugs after a bad day.
It was the smoothness of your hips against my lips.
Loving you was breathing,
Not a choice but a necessity of life.
Your heart was perfection,
Lost in a swift night.
Robbed of my reason I don’t know how to live;
My breathing fell in time with yours,
I’m left choking in your absence.
Hollow in the despair left behind,
Left wandering around without a clue.
All dimmed by the memory of you.
This new-found Darkness closing in more each day.
Like a skin,
Like you used to,
But in such a bleak way.
Shutting myself out form the light that no longer exists.
I dwell in this empty world
Made up of the broken remains of the love we once shared.
Begging for release.
Begging for you to want me.
When all the time we had
Stops making a difference,
When everything you've said or done
Stops meaning a thing to me,
When everything I did to or with you
Stops making you smile,
When everything we tried
Has no more effect on us,
It's time to forget what we can never be again
And hope we can walk away in one peice.
The TypewriterThe Typewriter
It began and ended with a word.
Not a particularly strong or powerful word, but a word that changed everything. It wasn't too long or difficult to spell. It wasn't uncommon either. In fact, it was a perfectly ordinary word, but, I suppose, its commonplace origin is what made it so special.
I loved that word.
But the word doesn't mean much without the story along with it and I was always one for telling good stories.
I ignored the call from the other room and remained seated. That tone wasn't unfamiliar. Taking a bite from my toast, I waited for him to call again. It wouldn't be more than ten—
"Sammy! Come q
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`anmari has been spreading her infectious positivity throughout our community for over 6 years. Throughout this time Ana has been at the core of all things devious, passionately developing an eclectic gallery, helping organise devmeets, participating in chat events and also recently completed dedicating her time as a Community Volunteer. We are absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for May 2013 to `anmari, congratulations! Read More