All of these faces
Empty places
Mentally Retracing
A time less wasted
on somebody else but me
because I am the point
I hold the focus
Like the memory of a lotus
Still falling for you
Untraining my view
So grateful for the que
I love You, De Ja Vous
You teach me the truth
You hold me anew
When I forget to breathe

Written by Catrina Sophia

I keep on meeting myself over and over again. Each time is different. I write for clarity but most times it is when I feel like clarity has been achieved. Most people who encounter me will say that I have a beautiful way with words. I’m inclined to say that words have a beautiful way with me.

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