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"Hands" was written to encapsulate the emotions surrounding an abusive relationship. |
| Hands. Your hands Strong... That kill and maim. And wipe my tears, and rub my back all the same. Hands. That pummel, that pinch.... That close around my throat. That caress my lips... Hands... Hands and eyes like jewels. When did love and violence become so mingled? At your hands Where my heart rests beating, breaking.... I long to be caressed by your hands Or killed by them... Rather than never feel your touch again.. Let it be the last touch, as I close my eyes And say good bye... |