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Mar 2014
I woke up suddenly from
what was a dream, the motion
was like a tremor, I had never felt like
this before, had I fallen from a nightmare
a dream not remembered but the chill
I still felt in me.

I walked to the stairs a step...
was all what I took, but my foot stood on air
as I fell feeling edges as my neck snapped
a crumpled mess, life leaking with the last
breath I take out of me.

I woke up suddenly from
what was a dream, the motion
felt like Deja vu, what was
this am I awake, a nightmare
it seems like, a breath taken in real
breath expelled out of me.

I walk to the hall to take a
fated step, but remember that which
happened in the dream, so to the bathroom
instead.

I walk to the sink I take a first step,
then my feet I see in the air before I
felt the crunch, as my head connected
with the bath, a flash of light as I breath
my last breath.

I woke up suddenly from
what was a dream, a nightmare of deja vu.
What was really real, as I no twice I have
taken my last breath. Do I leave my room do
I even get out of bed, the horror of deja vu.

Moments pass I'm still breathing is
this life or am I still in this repeating
dream. A thought I think as I settle my
head to sleep and hopefully I'll wake,
be out this nightmare repeating
dream and in real life instead.
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
(On Oblivions Doorstep)   
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     ---, Poetic T and Chalsey Wilder
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