I hear it whisper, I hear it call
I hear its begging for my slow decent to be a fall
When every memory of you seems so distant
They cripple within an instant
I love you, I hate you.
I don't know you...
If I did, could I have loved you?
Would I have hated you?
But I will never know
And yet my mind won't let you go
How can i miss something i never had
Not knowing.. I should be glad
Opposed to having you and losing you
I don't know what to do
I want to know you
I want to know if I could hate you
I used to think I was okay
I managed to get through each day
But then I realized how this, how you crippled me
And then I realized I can never be free
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Poetry#673 in poetry its the lines project... so I thought I'd do a little poem.. Which turned into a series thanks to @KittyHazelnut They may be bad but they keep me from the edge. If can suffer through about half of them you might get to something tha...
