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these hands tell tales

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

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sidney-ramirez
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Dec 8, 2011
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