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sticky hands


It left residue on these 2 hands

so much that u won't shake them

you won't grab them when these hands are reaching out

You're scared these dirty hands might infect you 

these 2 hands 

they're bruised from the anger

scarred from the anxiety

& sticky from the memories he left

these hands are worn

exhausted 

& weary

looking for rest

so when they reach out

these hands, this heart- they're in distress

and even though these hands are sticky

I am not asking you to clean them

Just hold them

make them feel seen

cuz there's residue now

but one day these 2 hands will be clean

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