My hands are falling apart.
Layers and layers of my nails are peel peeling off and it looks like someone took a tiny little axe to my cuticuls. My scar is pink and white and it almost looks as if it's glowing... as though something from inside wants me to pay attention to it.
They say that if you want to control yourself in your dreams you just have to look down at your hands.
I think my hands would scare me awake.
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