Hate
I hate you.
I hate you.
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.
I hate you.
I hate you.
But that's just not true,
I hate you because
I can't hate you at all.
V. Green
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