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Dec 2011
brittle breaking bones,
these hands know not to hold
my fingers snap and ache,
oh how they feel so cold

veins so bright and blue,
pulse this sickly blood
skin so thin and flawed,
a cut could cause a flood

tendons pull and tense,
a touch sends unknown thrills
joints so hard and stiff,
through cracks, my love, it spills
Written by
Sidney Ramirez
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