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Tell me about your hands. Every line and callus, every ragged nail And how they feel, and smell, and taste The colours, shapes and Sounds they make When they touch When they want to touch, too much Whether they shake, or they are steady Paint me a picture And when I am ready I'll open my eyes And welcome your hands On my storyboard flesh And your hands can tell you All about me.
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Jan 20, 2014
Jan 20, 2014 at 5:32 PM UTC
The Story of Your Hands
Tell me about your hands. Every line and callus, every ragged nail And how they feel, and smell, and taste The colours, shapes and Sounds they make When they touch When they want to touch, too much Whether they shake, or they are steady Paint me a picture And when I am ready I'll open my eyes And welcome your hands On my storyboard flesh And your hands can tell you All about me.
AmandaIS
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Jan 20, 2014
Jan 20, 2014 at 5:32 PM UTC
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