Sharpened i am..
everything sharpened in my life
the way i move
the way i think
the stories i ve been through
my creations always..
everything has an edge
never degreeding smooth
most of them sharpened in the middle
and then comes the smoothness
maybe the style of my movement which i can never see..
many "names" i ve been given
and a lot of comments of my hands motion
always
wish i could see that once
"delicate childish"
maybe my hands reflect my soul as i think over it now
this child that will never really really grow up inside..
haha i wish..
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