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I "hate" the way you laugh,
I "hate" the way you smile,
I "hate" the way you,
Always put me in denial
I "hate" it when your happy,
I "hate" it when your glad,
I "hate" it when your moody,
And when you're being bad
I "hate" the way you talk,
I "hate" the way you speak,
I "hate" the way you get all,
The things you really want to seek
I "hate" your attitude,
I "hate" your personality,
I "hate" how it drives,
Me straight to insanity
I "hate" how you are,
And I "hate" what you do,
And I absolutely HATE,
how I freaking "love" you
I "hate" the way you smile,
I "hate" the way you,
Always put me in denial
I "hate" it when your happy,
I "hate" it when your glad,
I "hate" it when your moody,
And when you're being bad
I "hate" the way you talk,
I "hate" the way you speak,
I "hate" the way you get all,
The things you really want to seek
I "hate" your attitude,
I "hate" your personality,
I "hate" how it drives,
Me straight to insanity
I "hate" how you are,
And I "hate" what you do,
And I absolutely HATE,
how I freaking "love" you
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Love broke in,
And left me with nothing.
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I Wish I Had Your Sight
I Wish I Had Your "Sight" 5/24/14
You are blind - but you see the world
much better than me.
You see colors I've never dreamed
and objects of beauty barely contained.
You peer deeper than any soul I know -
and I wish I had your "sight" -
your unending light that dulls
the sun and burns like blue fire.
You've lost your eyes but you
still understand the lay of the land -
the feeling of sand running through
your sensitive - delicate fingers.
Your other senses are sharp and
are able to pierce right to the bone -
to the very marrow of my being.
When you touch my face and try to trace
the shapes and curves of our embrace -
a single tear be
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My Heart Builds Coffins
My heart builds coffins
with careful meticulosity
Hammering each nail
With such heartfelt intensity
You might believe it enjoys its work.
My heart craves graves
Etching words in stone
For those who can't be saved,
Another letter placed
For ever word you say
Till a name is finally written
To its utter dismay.
My heart buries souls
Waiting patiently for those it greets
To disappear one day
And its work will be complete.
My heart dries tears
by burying its water
So deep inside
Even those it loves won't matter
When it finally buries them
In a coffin by its own design
And I don't mind
Its a task I assigned
Of my fragile heart
To harden it to the
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I made this poem for class.
Love/Hate Relationships are complex sometimes.
Love/Hate Relationships are complex sometimes.
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