handsA Poem by breanna.jpgdate written: April 19, 2015
Ive always been a lover of hands
they are capable of so many things comfort guidance love and passion a list that is infinite but meeting you proved to me that hands can be used for evil force dominance to make me cower and cringe in my own skin to make me feel so small purple and blue splattered across my body because of you hands no longer fascinate me but rather have me brace for impact
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Added on August 4, 2015 Last Updated on August 4, 2015 Authorbreanna.jpgAbouti am a photographer and artist who has just recently taken a huge interest in poetry. i use it as a creative outlet to help channel my emotions. more..Writing
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