Deja Vu

Like if I'm living in a flashback.
I don't learn.
I get burned.
I will take you back.
Nothing changes but the place and time.
I fall for the lies each time.
I must be dense.
I keep going back for a repeat.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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