staring
staring at my hands
with the desire to peel of the skin
tare of all that is human
untill there is nothing left
staring at my hands
trying to hold it together
trying not to give in
but it would be best
oh the sin
staring at my hands
those idle things
those useless tools
no good they bring
staring at my hands
wanna see them bleed
wanna throw them away
these tools of greed
staring at my hands
so they are still there
wish i could kill
but my hands just stare
777, man, 47 jaar
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