I can't believe
That my mind takes over and
Turns to hate you.
I've heard stories
Yet I don't know where
To begin.
What if everything I've learned
Was a lie,
And that my hate for you
Has only become real
Through something so fake.
I guess I will learn to love,
Through the hate,
Ive bestowed upon you.
But maybe then,
It'll be too late.
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