H.A.T.E

April 15, 2010
By kiewanna sajna GOLD, San Diego, California
kiewanna sajna GOLD, San Diego, California
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When thinking of you

My stomach turn


Just hearing your name

My ears begin to burn

Everything you do

Everything you say


I wish you would die

I'll wait til that day

You hurt me



The day you left


I'm calling the police
Because you're a theft

You stole my heart

And I HATE you for that
You said you love me

Instead I was your doormat


The author's comments:
I just wanted to do something different because I always write poems about being in love now it's the opposite

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