Old Hand
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These hands have held newborn babies, have trembled after close calls on the highway,
These hands have slapped another hand away, and have also pulled another closer to me.
These hands have had blisters and a scar left over from fleeing the scene.
I'm marked forever, my life line's broken, it could be any day now, possibly.
I can dress my nails with glitter polish, or eat them away and spit out crescent moons surreptiously.
I can crack my knuckles before a performance, or wring them when you wind me up with distress,
These hands were made for much more than just sitting on, old hand at figuring it all out.
These hands have slapped another hand away, and have also pulled another closer to me.
These hands have had blisters and a scar left over from fleeing the scene.
I'm marked forever, my life line's broken, it could be any day now, possibly.
I can dress my nails with glitter polish, or eat them away and spit out crescent moons surreptiously.
I can crack my knuckles before a performance, or wring them when you wind me up with distress,
These hands were made for much more than just sitting on, old hand at figuring it all out.
