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I asked you to hold my hand

and obedient, you did

you held it so tight, 

like a scared little kid.


in that fear you trapped blood

my circulation was cut off,

I was distracted by loving you

that didn't matter to me at all


that day I lost my hand

something valuable I can admit

but that was the day I lost you too

someone I can never forget

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