Tuesday, 1 November 2011

clasped away

clasped away. her hands are always clasped away. behind her back. clinging to one another.
she's hiding behind her hands, spread out across her face. the haunting images are still prowling around, so she hides behind her hands. does she not know that my hands are the only ones who save? doesn't she know my hands were pierced for her? take my hands. they will save you. unclench, unshield, and take my hand.


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