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Frail Hands
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Frail Hands |
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Just.Another.Falling.Star Member
since 2008-05-08
Posts 422Canada 
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I've found a new inspiration for my poems  _____________________________________________________ These hands of mine seem frail when held up by yours of strength. They help me up when I've fallen, and comfort me in a warm embrace. These frail hands hold scars of pain from years of self-loathing. Your hands seem tough but strong, from years of enticing me with that guitar. If there comes a time where I want to run and hide, please chase me. Please find me with these strong hands and mend my frail and broken ones. If there comes a time when I desperately need to know I'm loved, please search my heart. Search the depths of my soul, and help me believe again. These frail hands have been strengthened. They've been broken, torn, worn, and used, but now they are atrong. These frail hands have been revived. julianna "Many of the most significant moments in our lives come not because it all went right, but because it all fell apart." - Rob Bell |
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freeand2sexy Senior Member
since 2008-09-12
Posts 704CA, USA |
This poem is beautiful! I love it! "When I die, I want to go peacefully like my Grandfather did, in his sleep -- not screaming, like the passengers in his car" |
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Just.Another.Falling.Star Member
since 2008-05-08
Posts 422Canada |
Thanks so much julianna |
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XGarapanX Senior Member
since 2008-06-19
Posts 1435Antarctica |
Love it. Always enjoy strength coming out of pain or weakness, or doubt. ·´~`·»Garapan«·´~`· "Look! Crumbs on his jacketses... Heeee took it!" |
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