Like the Back of My Hand

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By Janazza •

I know you, Like the back of my hand. All of you, And where you stand. Those scars, They tell a story, Of wishing for the stars, But never reaching that glory. I know, All those tears, For a life that will never grow, In these coming years. You'd wipe them away, Tell me it's okay, But you were so far away, Looking at the stars' display. I know you, Like the back of my hand, What makes you, And why you stand.

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August 31, 2013 22:17Kissmyassandcallmesally

Reminds me of MLK.