My hands

by alicia arter   Jun 14, 2012


My hands have touched the things i dont wanna remember,
hands have handled the pain i didnt think i could control
my hands have made the mistkes of thousands of others
my hands have touched the things that tore my life apart
my hands have touched the love of my mother
my hands have touched the anger of not knowing my hands have touched the lessions i learn daily
my hands have touched what i create for my future...

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  • 11 years ago

    by My Other Side

    Yes your right...everything about us, then, now and the future is in our hands. Optimistic realization.

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