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Strip bare my soulFrom the core of your heart
I hear a distant lament
Incinerate my bones
Flame char grilled my tar coated heart
I beg you
With bruised knees and bone white knuckles
stop those tears
that purge this rotten soul of mine
Inside this white washed tomb
Oh the tip of my tongue prickles hot
At the thought of what I am about to say
I fear when I open my mouth
I will spit hellfire!
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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