PURE HANDSA Poem by Van BenjaminHow well can you keep your hands clean when everything seems to be a mess?When I'm at my worst, you don't have to worry. My hands will be forever clean. I will touch no blood and will get no life. I know what Im doing. My heart may break but my mind still functions. I can still disguise. Have gotten thousands of mask. But if i see no masks anymore and only a knife. Worry not, my hands will still be clean. I wont stab myself. I will let others.
© 2016 Van Benjamin |
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