Déjà Vu is common here -- this same scene, on and off.
It comes as it pleases,
Goes at its own will. The people seem to adopt some of it from you; so much absorption there is in comforting.
Eventually your pain is faded, but alas, where has it gone?
Take a good look around you.
Look at the auras of your loved ones. The one who was there -- whether obviously there or hidden in the shadows that invaded your vision -- they themselves have a lessened soul,
it seems.
03x21x2014. 11:24
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These Are The Moments I'll Remember Most
PoetryA collection of poetry that was written by myself in different periods of my life.
