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DEJAVU

January 11, 2008
By Anonymous

Like the fresh blood that runs warm through my veins
You run in and out of my life, my world
You never think to stop or cease
You just keep running
Every once in a while hitting an old spot, an old moment
Like dejavu is how I see you
Always hidden until a puncture and you pump your way through
To the surface you rise daring yourself to be visible, to be seen
Then you get over it, you heal
And just like the cut, the puncture
You dissapear


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