Sometimes, she wanted the world to know. She sat in her small, makeshift home in the abandoned parts of the city. Consistently tortured by her power, she preferred isolation over interaction, darkness over the sun. She had brought so few things to life, but delivered so many more things to Death’s door. She tried reconciling her mistakes by disappearing forever.
sometime, we fret what we don’t know;
we choose to want to know about the outcome your friends and foes desire from
your existence,
but the train can only choo choo for so long until its horn runs out of steam;
your mind can only trek for so far till it beckons;
to find the light,
at the end of the railroad station:
A mystic sunny sidewalk where we depart onto cracks and seams we avoid
humanly,
to screech tongue-tied, wrecking, brakes
threaded from brake pads connecting to our sometimes emotions.
Sometime ago, he discovered the delicate nature of time. He’d wasted much of it on his youth, overestimating how much he had, and while distracted, it’d crept up on him like a panther. Now he spends his days fighting time, clinging stubbornly to the precious few moments he can hold onto.
sometime we will go to canadas wonderland sometime we will
Sometime. Such a hopeful word. It’ll happen, sometime. It’ll only happen for sometime. Ah, it’ll happen sometime, not right now.
Sometimes, she wanted the world to know. She sat in her small, makeshift home in the abandoned parts of the city. Consistently tortured by her power, she preferred isolation over interaction, darkness over the sun. She had brought so few things to life, but delivered so many more things to Death’s door. She tried reconciling her mistakes by disappearing forever.
sometimes i like to play minecraft and make cool buildings somet
i like to play with my dog and when i play with her she gets
sometime, we fret what we don’t know;
we choose to want to know about the outcome your friends and foes desire from
your existence,
but the train can only choo choo for so long until its horn runs out of steam;
your mind can only trek for so far till it beckons;
to find the light,
at the end of the railroad station:
A mystic sunny sidewalk where we depart onto cracks and seams we avoid
humanly,
to screech tongue-tied, wrecking, brakes
threaded from brake pads connecting to our sometimes emotions.
opposite of never. i sometimes am kind but not most of the times. sometimes is a time indicator i don’t like when sometimes it rains.
sometimes life will throw you a curveball, but it’s up to you what you will do with it.
Sometime ago, he discovered the delicate nature of time. He’d wasted much of it on his youth, overestimating how much he had, and while distracted, it’d crept up on him like a panther. Now he spends his days fighting time, clinging stubbornly to the precious few moments he can hold onto.
It means maybe,
I don’t know what the future will bring, but sometime it’s better that way I guess.