a different show, on the same note(on deja vu)

i wonder if you think

did i find

love?

because i do

                  

my solo

fades out,

i decrescendo 

but time sings

in repeated sorrows

                               

one more draft

one more note

my cue, my moment

left completely open

i completely 

                                  

froze

                                 

and wasted lines

remind me of

tomorrow

and wasted time

will chorus

and i will refrain

all of my woe

                                  

wasted time

is my sorrow

and ive moved on but

get caught by 

echoes

seething in deep vibrato

something along the lines of

                                    

why do i feel alone?

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[Davidgeo]

"wasted time is time wasted".... I once knew a fella that tattooed that across his chest.

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I think this happens in every new love. Because every love story is the same. Or all lives, all issues. We are more similar than we think, and we all experience the same events. When you enter a new relationship, the feeling of "I did it with him/her" can be uncomfortable, but it is normal. After all, life has not stopped, and it has a certain fluidity. Although events may seem similar, history never repeats itself. It is never the same. Might be the same note, but still a different show.
And I will tire my brain by reading your poems again and again and thinking about where you get these inspirations from, a nice tiredness.