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I've run my fingers over the faces of many men Touching, yes, but trying so hard to feel With my own numb heart It is calloused from use, yes, but no less tender So I reach out my hands And run my fingers over countless faces As I try to feel again
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Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 7:09 PM UTC
Numb
I've run my fingers over the faces of many men Touching, yes, but trying so hard to feel With my own numb heart It is calloused from use, yes, but no less tender So I reach out my hands And run my fingers over countless faces As I try to feel again
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Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 7:09 PM UTC
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