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For Love Is All I Hate

The time is getting closer,
my heart starts pounding
my blood boils
as the minutes tick by
my heart anticipates
as my brain says run!
my lover?
My Hater?
will it ever be the same?
the fact it kills me
knowing it cant be
what shall i do?
where shall i go?
chain me to a tree
let me rest in peace.
death forever
for love is all i hate...




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