Killer Hands

Ive been touched by the hands of a killer…
They stroked my cheeks and pulled my hair
Try to stop them i wouldn’t dare
I remember it in bursts of memories
Closing my eyes slightly dazed
He told me it was okay and not to tell
He said the same to his sister Isabel
We were touched by the hands of a killer…
Together we were tainted and destroyed
Years later i sleep around to fill the void
Because the moment those hands touched me
I turned to dirt, and have felt forever misery
And darling Isabel never got away from those hands
They grabbed firm for years with high demands
I don’t understand why it happened to me
Gods purpose is cloudy and hard to see
Those killer hands have never shed any blood
Yet its impact in my life is like a flood
It came in slowly with no obvious threat
It was like a freezing rain and soaked me wet
It washed me of my childhood and purity
Those hands killed my innocence and security

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“Name: James Ward
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Description: A simple idea represented through minimal and abstract design where individual elements combine to hint at a bigger picture. Part of an on-going project.
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Name: James Ward

Tumblr: http://formandalign.tumblr.com

Description: A simple idea represented through minimal and abstract design where individual elements combine to hint at a bigger picture. Part of an on-going project.

Links: formandalign.co.uk - dribbble - ello

Hire me! james@formandalign.co.uk 

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