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I Hate...

Contributed by jessb3 on Monday, 29th September 2008 @ 09:21:33 PM in AEST
Topic: LostLove



I hate that it still hurts
Deep within my heart
I hate it when I linger
When it's time for us to part
I hate that I think about you
Each moment of the day
I hate that I am conscious
Of what I do and say
I hate that I am jealous
When the other girl's nearby
I hate that when I think too much
The loss still makes me cry
I hate that I turn mean
Cos I try to mask my pain
I hate that I end up feeling bad
For ignoring you again
I hate my imagination
It doesn't help me cope
I hate that a part of me
Still holds tight to hope
But most of all I hate
How much I still like you
And I hate it even more
That you still don't have a clue




Copyright © jessb3 ... [ 2008-09-29 21:21:33]
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Re: I Hate... (User Rating: 1 )
by Catalina on Tuesday, 30th September 2008 @ 03:30:13 AM AEST
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nice!!!!!!! I can relate alot .keep ur head up!


Re: I Hate... (User Rating: 1 )
by BornReckless on Tuesday, 30th September 2008 @ 04:33:26 AM AEST
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most people spend their whole lives clueless....it sucks...but this poem is good.


Re: I Hate... (User Rating: 1 )
by Ambivalence on Tuesday, 30th September 2008 @ 12:14:29 PM AEST
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love this poem. indeed, sometimes love entails hate as well ironically. if the person is worthy of hearing ur ordeal, go for it and speak ur heart, mind and soul. if not, it's better to move on. i myself am stuck in this situation, and i hope u'll do whats best. take care
-K.Z.




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