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hfallahpour May 2016
tonight again
thunder, lightning and rain
my pen pours
like a rainy cloud
  and my words disperse
in this verse
Wren Djinn Rain Sep 2015
I don't think I've ever been so far out of step in time
To return to the words pointing me further on the path
I burn the last drop of residual hate and manipulation
techniques while I'm walking, no stopping if I want
it gone.

But it doesn't take.

So I'm back at the point I was at before I decided
not to let my destiny disperse into happenstance.
I swear deja vu is just mindfulness of reality in
any moment it's happening. No, I've not been here.
I synchronize myself. No, I've not been here
but I remember this disturbing smell.
Oh ****, I messed up again.

Flip this tape.

— The End —