Out in the deer stands, my father and I.
Dejavu I felt at that time.
Had I ever done it? Not that I can remember.
But there's a club called dejavu, and I'm a member.
The devil defeats us, once again.
As my sister and I fight,
Letting him win.
Dejavu, again and again.
As we were fighting,
We let him win.
This time it was true,
It was real dejavu.
Kick out the cat,
Let my hamster die.
Dejavu takes place,
In this certain sty.
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Dejavu a Poem
PoetryWhen you feel that you've done it before. I feel that all the time. Even when it hasn't happened before.
