by J.J. Campbell
the rain gently hits
my bedroom window
as i long for a love
that left this earth
many moons ago
the gentle caress
of your lips on my
guilty skin
the chills down my
spine every time your
eyes cut through the
bullshit of society
and pierced my soul
how i wish for another
30 seconds or a better
choice of words
though i wouldn't
trade this pain
i deserve it
i understand that
it's the other side of
karma that they don't
tell you about in the
movies
April 11, 2010
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