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My Own Hand

Poetry By: devilrod

Shake yourself, self.

Submitted:Aug 3, 2007    Reads: 109    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   

I assaulted the senses

At times a plenty

To escape, or entrap

But both the same

Today I churn in sorrow

And so again tomorrow

Or turn, and face the slap

With my own hand

It was done


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