sometimes we dream,
and sometimes we lie,
at times it is lost,
and at times it went awry,
sometimes we change,
but sometimes we die,
at times it is fake,
and at times you try,
times
sometimes we dream,
and sometimes we lie,
at times it is lost,
and at times it went awry,
sometimes we change,
but sometimes we die,
at times it is fake,
and at times you try,
More by sarcasimish
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Thoughts on English
Angles, angels
I used to mix up angels and angles
The spelling got me
English was hard to learn especially Since i didn’t really want to learn it
Once, twice, thrice
I still don’t find it fair that thrice isn’t a thing -
Graduation
I’m walking tomorrow
For my mother who never even got to high school
Who frowns whenever I’ve put my schoolwork over cleaning my room
I’m walking tomorrow -
Siblingship
The bond of siblings doesn’t quite make sense,
Because I will go half hungry so they can eat the other part of my sandwich,
The simmering heat of anger that a sibling can make you burn with can be quite questionable,
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