A pain she'll refuse to tell..
Incomplete without him..
Just an empty shell..
Still he walks past her..
Head held high with pride..
To end her pain she'll make a choice..
And join the dark side..
I HATE
the way you talk to me,
and the way you cut your hair.
i hate the way you drive my car.
i hate it when you stare.
i hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind.
i hate you so much it makes me sick!
it even makes me rhyme.
i hate the way your always right, i hate it when you lie.
i hate the way you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry.
i hate it that your not around, and the fact that you didnt call, but i MOSTLY hate the way
I DONT HATE YOU.
not even close,
not even a little bit,
not even at all...
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bravo!!!