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Poetry

Thoughts. Emotions. Dreams. Ideas. Needs. Words, wanting an escape. (but forever trapped in an endless loop)

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by vgreenwriting

by vgreenwriting

Hate

I hate you.

I hate you more than you know,

mostly because you don't know what its like

not being able to hate you at all.

You are a good man

and a bad boy.

The best of both worlds,

dangerous and kind.

I hate you mostly

because I can't make up my mind.

I hate you.

But that's just not true,

I hate you because

I can't hate you at all.

V. Green