I have a challenge for you. Make a poem using this line: This war of nerves like déja vu.
It popped into my head a while ago and it's really compelling but I can't seem to find a way to write about it and it's eating me alive on the inside to not have something to connect it to.
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This battle of nerves, like Deja Vu,
A defining memory split right on cue,
To keep this thought lingering out,
Right when they start the next bout,
The two so close,
The two so tight,
All they do,
Is cut and fight,
These two so locked,
In lips and war,
All seems like,
It has before,
The screams burn,
The yelling chars,
He runs away,
Hides in his bars,
She stays put,
Satisfied with pain,
He'll come back,
It'll start again,
This battle of nerves, like Deja Vu,
A defining memory split right on cue,
To keep this thought lingering out,
Right when they start the next bout,
The next round,
Exactly the same,
Another round,
In their little game,
He's drunk,
She's bleeding,
Their public smiles,
So misleading,
He rises up,
Prepared to strike,
She curls up,
He calls her dyke,
He pulls out a pistol,
There's no happy end,
She dies right there,
No way to defend,
This battle of nerves, like Deja Vu,
A defining memory split right on cue,
To keep this thought lingering out,
Right when they start the next bout,
But it's sad, and it's sweet and I knew it complete when I wore a younger man's clothes. <3
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