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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Ink Stained [Poetry]
PuisiA collection of random, poetry. Some happier than others, some full of pain and sadness. That's poetry, full of meaning