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Sometimes
Its more often than I care to admit
I don't like you much
I just don't like when you do what you do
And say what you say
The double double standards
The inept ability to read me
distracted attention
Yes no so
The lack of retention
The disregard of regard
The hierarchy of your life
Does not seem to mesh with mine
But still, I sometimes melt in your eyes
And still sometimes I feel your soul burn with mine
Sonetimes your touch lifts my spirit
Sonetimes your strong arms heal my fears
Sometimes every now and then
You become my everything
Sometimes my reason to live
And sometimes I don't mind the most times
You drive me fucking nuts
Because I know it will all make sense and cone together perfectly some time.
