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Still...

I love it when you scream at me

Because at least you're talking to me.

I love it when you hit me

Because at least you're touching me.

I love it when you choke me

Because at least you care I'm breathing.

I love it when you leave

Because at least you were here in the first place.

I love it when you use me

Because at least you're with me, still.

I love it when you hate me

Because at least you're passionate about me...still.



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