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It left residue on these two hands so much that you won't shake them you won't grab them when these hands are reaching out You're scared these ***** hands might infect you these two hands they're bruised from the anger scarred from the anxiety & sticky from the memories he left these hands are worn exhausted & weary looking for rest so when they reach out these hands, this heart- they're in distress and even though these hands are sticky I am not asking you to clean them Just hold them make them feel seen cuz there's residue now but one day these two hands will be clean
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Oct 11, 2021
Oct 11, 2021 at 9:41 AM UTC
Sticky Hands - a poem from the archives
It left residue on these two hands so much that you won't shake them you won't grab them when these hands are reaching out You're scared these ***** hands might infect you these two hands they're bruised from the anger scarred from the anxiety & sticky from the memories he left these hands are worn exhausted & weary looking for rest so when they reach out these hands, this heart- they're in distress and even though these hands are sticky I am not asking you to clean them Just hold them make them feel seen cuz there's residue now but one day these two hands will be clean
A poem I wrote a few years back
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Oct 11, 2021
Oct 11, 2021 at 9:41 AM UTC
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