Your hands
By Pandora
I close my eyes and see a pair of grease stained hands. The only part of you I can still picture. I forgot your face because I didn't want to remember the last words you spoke. but your hands, they never did me any harm rough, hardworking mans hands they were gentler than they looked I still see them, still feel them I'd want them back if the rest of you didn't come with them Written April 9th, 2002 © on Apr 08 2002 05:53 PM PST 10 • 0
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"I close my eyes and see a pair of grease stained hands...."