My Poems Tend To Come True

Manifestation,
a glimpse into the future; 
Just like deja vu;

Pen pulling moments, 
spelling them out on paper 
charged with blood red ink; 

Fireworks exploding  
light my words up as they fall;
Stardust interlude; 

It starts with a smile, 
hope becomes reality;
Abracadabra!

My poems tend to come true,
it’s kind of a thing I do.
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