April 25, 2009
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I hate the cold whisper of the night
I hate the silent breeze of the wind
I hate the mockery of the day by the moon
I hate to manifest a sensitivity over all of this
I hate it because your not here by my side
I hate this feeling inside
I hate missing you because i know Im feeling this all alone.

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