Lying truth

By smearedXmakeup

Your hands,
they caress my skin like no other.

Your hands,
pullen straight out of Michael Angelos sixteenth chapel.

Your hands,
whipe away this pain trickling down my cheek.

Your hands,
are around my neck strangling my heart.

Your hands
lie worse than your words.

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Copyright 2005 Amber [smearedXmakeup] Sheffield
Published on Sunday, June 19, 2005.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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