I remember the day
I fell in love
With a boy's hands
It sounds insane I know
But its completely true
I fell in love
With the hands
That pushed that strand of hair out of my face
I fell in love
With the hands
That held me so close and so tight
I fell in love
With the hands
That held mine when I needed it
I fell in love
With the hands
That kept me up when I couldn't do it myself
But of course
In the end
These same hands
Had torn me limb from limb
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Strange Poems
PoetryAt the end of the day At the end of a book At the end of a year At the end of a page At the end of a poem At the end of a world There is always still a story to be told ©commicle 2014 all poems belong to me
