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I fell in love with his hands before I fell in love with him Veiny & calloused Sweet & gentle They held me in a certain way like the way I wished I had a grip on my life His fingertips played a sweet melody which had once put me to sleep in a finger snap From teasing to caring his hands were comfort & now I'm left with just my own and nothing to hold
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Nov 30, 2014
Nov 30, 2014 at 9:22 PM UTC
hands
I fell in love with his hands before I fell in love with him Veiny & calloused Sweet & gentle They held me in a certain way like the way I wished I had a grip on my life His fingertips played a sweet melody which had once put me to sleep in a finger snap From teasing to caring his hands were comfort & now I'm left with just my own and nothing to hold
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Nov 30, 2014
Nov 30, 2014 at 9:22 PM UTC
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