Touches of Insanity
If you touch me I bleed
so many perforated scars crissXcrosing,
if you touch me
I flinch
from cruel hands
the only hands i have ever
known.
If you touch me
I break
made whole only to be
broken again,
so
IF you touch me
let it be with
FIRM hands but gentle hands
for I
have bled by the hands
of those whom I have
LOVED.
Copyright © Rhia Madison Thomer | Year Posted 2009
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