|Deviant Login||Shop||Join deviantART for FREE||Take the Tour|
Whithering awayShattering the glass wih a fist so powerful.
Blood running from the fingertips down to the ground.
You think to yourself "What have I become?"
You are now crying, not just from your fists, but from your heart.
As you bawl, yoi manage to scream,
"Someone save me from the monster that has cast its shadow upon me!"
As you lay there your feeling whithers away...
Leaving you emotionless and cold.
You smile insanely and like a mouse, say your last words...
"Understanding me is hard, but being me... well its like torture"
That fine line...There is a fine line between life and death,
Most people take tha line for granted,
But I myself
I walk on it.
I shed the blood of whoever dares to try and sneak over,
Nobody can know what lies beyond the line, unless they truly must.
And that is only a certain few,
of whom which I decide, nobody will get by me,
Unless it is their time
Keep in Touch!
A two-time Community Volunteer for the deviantART Related category, Anne is well-known as a positive, helpful force. She is the community's resident expert when it comes to CSS (Cascading Style Sheets), and her personal gallery offers a wide variety of tutorials for new and experienced coders alike. In addition, each winter she hosts a calendar project encouraging members to create Journal designs for all to use, bringing more creativity to the community.
It is with immense gratitude that we acknowledge Anne as the recipient of the Deviousness Award for October 2014. Read More