Fingers Poem by Daniel Karbon

Fingers

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Maybe the reason there will never be peace
Is that out of all the thousands of fingers that have tried
To redecorate the insides of my head
The only ones I'd even consider
Dying for
Are the ones that laced themselves in between my own
And rearranged my heart
Instead.

Tuesday, September 16, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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