Don't hate me for being unable to love you,
When you cannot love yourself.
You demand so much from me and when I give it to you,
You can neither acknowledge nor appreciate it.
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Of Battered Hearts & Bitter Coffee
PoetryEchoes from the murky depths of a dark, burning soul.
XVI
Don't hate me for being unable to love you,
When you cannot love yourself.
You demand so much from me and when I give it to you,
You can neither acknowledge nor appreciate it.
