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Sometimes I wash the dishes Sometimes I sing while washing the dishes Sometimes I cry while washing the dishes Sometimes I dream of faucets Sometimes I dream of things that cannot happen Sometimes I cry because all I can ever do is dream Sometimes I feel like I own the world Sometimes I feel like I'm unimportant Sometimes I feel nothing at all Sometimes I think light bulbs are amazing Sometimes Stray dogs make me believe in tomorrows Sometimes Life in all its grandeur isn't enough Sometimes I hate the heat of the sun Sometimes The deep sea calls to me Sometimes I am deaf to everything Sometimes I am overwhelmed by the cosmos Sometimes I think everything is one-dimensional Sometimes There are stars in the city sky Sometimes I listen to people drone on and on Sometimes I find myself speechless Sometimes I am terrified of the words that storm from my heart Sometimes I hate the world Sometimes I hate the hate Sometimes I hate for no reason Sometimes I read news about measles Sometimes I eat and eat and feel guilty afterwards Sometimes My poems just don't make sense.
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Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 7:42 AM UTC
Sometimes
Sometimes I wash the dishes Sometimes I sing while washing the dishes Sometimes I cry while washing the dishes Sometimes I dream of faucets Sometimes I dream of things that cannot happen Sometimes I cry because all I can ever do is dream Sometimes I feel like I own the world Sometimes I feel like I'm unimportant Sometimes I feel nothing at all Sometimes I think light bulbs are amazing Sometimes Stray dogs make me believe in tomorrows Sometimes Life in all its grandeur isn't enough Sometimes I hate the heat of the sun Sometimes The deep sea calls to me Sometimes I am deaf to everything Sometimes I am overwhelmed by the cosmos Sometimes I think everything is one-dimensional Sometimes There are stars in the city sky Sometimes I listen to people drone on and on Sometimes I find myself speechless Sometimes I am terrified of the words that storm from my heart Sometimes I hate the world Sometimes I hate the hate Sometimes I hate for no reason Sometimes I read news about measles Sometimes I eat and eat and feel guilty afterwards Sometimes My poems just don't make sense.
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Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 7:42 AM UTC
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