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by xylem

My heart needs refuge, my mind needs silence and my hands, my hands always empty, wishing one day they can enjoy the taste of affection.
I watch their hands interlock and I wonder if my hands are too small or too ugly to be held. Always cold, always lonely are the knots in my fingers making it impossible for them to properly fit. Do the deep honest lines cut like razors too close to your skin. I wonder, I wonder about all the moments they’ve spent lifeless and confused.
I place my heart in a jar and my mind just needs medication but my hands…

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UraganusHurricane 8/23/2013 - 4:14 pm

You’re hands are fine….
Some people don’t even have limbs….
so it’s all good….

RealTalk30 8/23/2013 - 4:25 pm

Put your hands together… Problm solved!

But really..this is a very creative piece of writing. May your hands feel comfort soon enough.

xylem 8/24/2013 - 2:56 am

i was just venting nothing much to it. I was looking at my hands and wondered when was the last time I’ve actually thought about them and I felt like writing….

nothinglefttogive 9/2/2013 - 2:18 am

Beautifully put. Really though finding someone to hold your hand is not always better. The people who give you comfort can also hurt you.

nothinglefttogive 9/2/2013 - 2:18 am

Beautifully put. Really though finding someone to hold your hand is not always better. The people who give you comfort can also hurt you.

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