You make me cry.
Your hands feel like
moments of innocence,
Because I trace each line
on your hand like
it is a path in its own right.
You make me cry.
In ways I never imagined,
Not a single tear comes out though,
But ask my heart, it breaks in two,
And I wonder how many journeys you have travelled in complete solitude.
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