Somtimes

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Sometimes I
Question the love
That you say you feel too.

Sometimes I
Hate the anger
You feel when I say hello.

Sometimes I
Love my life
When you give me the love I deserve.

Sometimes I
Feel the pain
When you push me away.

Sometimes I
Watch the time
Waiting for it to pass by.

Sometimes I
Clean my mind
From the filth you put there instead.

Sometimes I
Wish for something
Just something.

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