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You wanted a poem about you so here you go;
I hate those 'I love yous'
They have no meaning.
Every yell.
Every shout.
Every moment that I get blamed.
I hate those 'I love yous'
The hugs you give.
The advice you tell.
The way you text.
I hate those 'I love yous'
Every last-minute plan change.
Every long car ride.
I hate those 'I love yous'
But you still say them.

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