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My ParadiseMy Paradise
Why can't you understand ?
There are just somethings I don't want to be said.
Things I don't want to be dealt with.
I can handle hiding the pain.
I can take being insulted.
I can bear with being a disappointment in your eyes.
I don't mind.
I don't mind crying when I'm certain no one can hear me.
I don't mind pretending nothing is wrong.
I don't mind that I can never be myself.
For I know that one day I'll find a place where I'm free.
A place where my pain will disappear,
A place where I'll feel no sorrow,
A place where I can be myself
My happy place
PREY NO MOREPREY NO MORE
Rope dug into Patrick’s wrists as he struggled to free his hands. His hot, damp breath washed over his face, trapped by the fabric sack secured over his head.
A floorboard creaked. Patrick froze, his back rigid against the chair, and strained his ears. Another creak.
“Hello?” he called.
The sound of swishing fabric.
“Who’s there? Where am I? Why’d you bring me here?” Blurred memories swam through his mind: drinking at the bar; stumbling home; a shadow sweeping out from an alley.
Fingers grasped his chin and jerked his head upward. “Hush.” A woman’s voice.
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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