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Sometimes, I can’t see clearly, Things are not what I think, I really cannot not help it….. After all…. I have to blink, Sometimes, I’m overwhelmed, It’s more than I can keep, You know, The plumbing's old, There’s bound to be some leaks Sometimes, I’m irritated, I remember what was said, Sometimes I just drip, It makes my eyes red, I wish it didn’t happen, I wish you weren’t so mean, I wish I had a wrench, Or an antihistamine © B L Costello 2016
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Aug 19, 2016
Aug 19, 2016 at 10:32 PM UTC
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Sometimes, I can’t see clearly, Things are not what I think, I really cannot not help it….. After all…. I have to blink, Sometimes, I’m overwhelmed, It’s more than I can keep, You know, The plumbing's old, There’s bound to be some leaks Sometimes, I’m irritated, I remember what was said, Sometimes I just drip, It makes my eyes red, I wish it didn’t happen, I wish you weren’t so mean, I wish I had a wrench, Or an antihistamine © B L Costello 2016
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Aug 19, 2016 at 10:32 PM UTC
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