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The sandpaper feel of my heart against my chest,
Your eyes stare at me,
And no one else is in the room.

I miss those feelings wandering inside of me.
Those feelings of possible love and lust.

For me those eyes stole my life away from me,
Now if I had only had the strength against myself,
Maybe you would be mine.

 

Poem written by Jeremy C Kester
Please do not replicate or use without written permission from author (seriously, just ask). Linking to this page is permitted.
©2018 Jeremy C Kester – All Rights Reserved

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