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Hate

Hate

As I wake the hate takes hold,
a little more each day,
and with it, comes love for anything,
anything
other than you.
Everyone knows I’m free of you,
this beautiful girl,
who smiles at me,
who kisses me,
who wants me now to bring her some love,
maybe just for a night
maybe forever,
but every time we touch,
a little more of you is gone,
from my heart
and from my mind.

© PG Allen
© PG Allen
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