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hands remind me of you they can heal they can break they can create  they can stand idly by just like you touch is everything but your touch is more it's a hurricane  that can't break anything a feather  that weighs too much  everything you touch hurts it's only when you walk away that i can mend your hands were never meant  to administer to the beaten your hands delivered  pain and suffering masquerading  as peace and safety  it's not as though i'm surprised  i suppose that dying  is but a side effect  of living  [holyoak]
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Oct 15, 2014
Oct 15, 2014 at 10:34 PM UTC
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hands remind me of you they can heal they can break they can create  they can stand idly by just like you touch is everything but your touch is more it's a hurricane  that can't break anything a feather  that weighs too much  everything you touch hurts it's only when you walk away that i can mend your hands were never meant  to administer to the beaten your hands delivered  pain and suffering masquerading  as peace and safety  it's not as though i'm surprised  i suppose that dying  is but a side effect  of living  [holyoak]
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Oct 15, 2014 at 10:34 PM UTC
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