I Hate.
I hate this feeling that I always get,
And that look on your face when we first met.
I hate that i love you i hate that i care.
I hate knowing you'll never be there.
I hate that i cry when i think of you.
I hate knowing everything you said wasn't true
I hate that i cant get over what used to be,
But most, i hate that u never truly loved me.
poem by Accidental Ashlee
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