Deja Vu.

Deja Vu.

A Poem by Ashley Simonne

All disasters are; I am.
Wreckless.
Miserable.
Unreal.

All beauty is; I am not.
Simple.
Questionable.
Real.

I am disaster.
I know no beauty.
I am wreckless in my complexity.
I am deep under miserableness, I can no longer question it.
I feel so unreal, I don’t know if I am truly existing.

I am gone.
This disaster.
One of millions.
Is so far gone.

© 2012 Ashley Simonne


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Added on December 29, 2012
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Ashley Simonne
Ashley Simonne

Moorpark, CA



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I'm an 18 year old cancer survivor with a dream of one day putting it all behind me and letting it be a part of my past but for now I'm still recovering. I love to make people smile but I have issues .. more..

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A Poem by Ashley Simonne