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The Spaces In Between My Fingers

The spaces in between my fingers were made just for your hands When intwined they fit together just like puzzles pieces Your palm radiates warmth that flows into mine The warmth that leaves me with that feeling of security Then life continues and eventually you are forced to let go Taking the warmth and security with you Leaving me with a frosty feeling and loneliness But there’s a glimmer of sanguinity because I know you will return to me Restoring my peace of mind, Giving back my feeling of security, and Completing me
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azealangel
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Feb 28, 2012
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