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I Hate...

I hate
his words-
an empty "I love you",
the way he can
degrade me until I cry.

I hate
the way he instilled
a burning anger--hatred--
inside of me.

I hate
how I'm helpless to
do anything but
clench my jaw.

I hate
all the things
I've wanted to say,
but never could.

I hate
how no amount
of smiles can hide
the sorrow in my eyes.

I hate
how my mascara creates
black rivers that make
my tears more prominent.

I hate
the look of empathy
in my sister's eyes
and pity in strangers'.

I HATE
how I now lay curled
on my bedroom floor-
sobbing.



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ugogo said...
Jul. 22, 2010 at 2:21 pm

Me likeyy,
I'm diggin how you said,
'tears more prominent' and 'look of empathy'.

Good Job.
This poem is great.

 
Crissey2497 said...
Jun. 17, 2010 at 2:09 pm
i really really like this, ur really good :)
 
polyprincess16 replied...
Jun. 29, 2010 at 3:33 pm
thanks for being the first to comment. i appreciate it.
 
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