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GlassAny excuse to be nearby.
To get a glimpse. To catch her eye.
She looks my way but does not see.
For I am glass. She looks through me.
She touches him, his hand, his hair.
I close my eyes. I cannot bear.
Why not me? Do I ask to much?
Am I glass? Am I cold to touch?
I held her once. We were as one.
Somehow our life became undone.
Why did I think true love mattered.
I am glass. Broken and shattered.
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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