Take A Fall

||Hands ||

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Hands have stories to tell,

Stories that'll make the tears in your eyes swell.

As eyes are windows to the soul,

Hands are the windows to stories untold.

Hands have stories to tell,

Mine are the ones that I quell.

Hands that were once fair,

Now the skin tears.

Hands that were once serene,

Now,their texture so mean.

Nails that once had a pink glow,

Now they're dark and barely grow.

Hands that once felt the slightest of touch,

Unable to feel much.

Hands have stories to tell,

Mine are the ones that I quell.

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