my mother always told me,
the harder you hold on to something,
the more it will slip.
maybe that's why,
when your hands were in mine,
i would never
close my fingers.
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poetry for the poetic: 3
Poetrythis is my third book of poetry on wattpad. you can find my other two on my profile!