Hate

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I wish that I could write to you all

A poem that has surpassed all of my others

But here I sit, Hating every single thing

So this is my poem for the week

I hate the wind and chips on the grounds

I hate corrections of my grammar

I hate seeing people I know in public

Why are you here?

I hate white girls with smoker voices

I hate people who have the choice to wear glasses

I hate my affirmations app

I hate going to class at 330

I hate that my computer never works right

I hate seeing happy couples

And most of all, I hate every single thing that I write



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A/N: Wrote this on a day I was feeling particularly bitter  

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