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July 2002 Poetry Don’t touch me.
Your hands have been on me enough.
Don’t touch me.
You make me feel dirty and all that other stuff.
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Don’t touch me.
I can’t stand the feel of your hands on me.
Don’t touch me.
You’ve already done enough damage you can’t see.
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Don’t touch me.
Please don’t come near.
Don’t touch me.
For it’s your hands I fear.
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Don’t touch me.
or reach for me when I cry.
Don’t touch me.
Just sit and watch me die.
~*~ Jill ~*~
