The words floated softly to my ears.

"My hands, don't wanna start again.
My hands, no they don't wanna understand..."

And I was looking into a mirror.

"...They don't wanna be without your hands,
And they will not let me go, no they will not let me go."

Your hands--the ones that held my heart--
Now hold a wedding ring.
And just like the song says, 
I go days without crying,
I don't see you everywhere,
And I can say your name easily.

But your hands...

Your hands are still breaking my heart.

photo from Song My Hands by Leona Lewis.

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tiny hands and tiny feet
the tiny smile i love to greet
big brown eyes and big loud cries
i'd like to think you're missing me

the distance really isn't far
but, baby, there's no gas in my car
the world turns round, goes up and down
and your picture on the wall breaks my heart

a little laugh and a little cry
a little tear as the days go by
don't worry now, i'll come somehow
and you'll wipe my tears away

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blank slate
and empty pages
open the floodgate
it's been waiting for ages

deep down
been there all along
words without a sound
harmonies without a song

rhythmic sensation
counting the timing
equals mega frustration

every try doesn't
fall inside the lines
the result is not pleasant

so don't look back,
and with colors in hand
turn the volume up.
paint a song without music.
sing a picture. 
write a feeling.
open your heart 
give every word meaning.
there's no time to lose;
for time is a gift.
on the page before you
show me what you've lived.

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