by J.J. Campbell
yesterday was the first
day i kissed a woman
in five years
and today loneliness
wants its fucking space
back
and i've reached an age
where succumbing is a
lot easier than the fight
so hello
alcohol
pen
paper
and the false belief that i
actually have something
to say that needs to be
heard
April 11, 2010
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