Déjà vu
Is what I feel
When I look at you
Because you are perfect
To me
You are everything
I was searching for
And in the reflection
Of your perfection
Life begins to seem unbelievable
Chance, scarcely more credible
Than fate
Lending credence
To providence over luck
Déjà vu
Because I’ve always known
It was going to be me and you
About the Creator
Vicious Avarice
The ramblings of a man obsessed with fate. Poetry, quotes, and inspiration. I am a published author who rides the beast of imagination. A storyteller. Check out my children’s book “The Christmas Monster” on Amazon or wherever books are sold
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