A weird tingling feel down my spine,
a sense of slight unease coursing through,
for that moment there was no time,
my feet stuck to the ground like glue,
it was the sense of forebodding,
the sense of tresspassing the norm,
scary yet also unbelievably exciting,
as an idea came to form,
this uneasy yet exciting feeling,
this taken for granted situation,
it sends excitement through my being,
it shakes the mind's very foundation,
yet it is just unexplainable,
and it leaves me without a clue,
predicting the future is impossible,
so i'll just call this my Deja Vu.
stoned @ 4:08 AM
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Listen...
Drip,
From my slit wrist,
My life.
Drip,
From my sad eyes,
My dreams.
Flow,
Gone; my life.
Shattered; my dreams.
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Kai Teoh, Seasons of September