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i hate that i love you and i love you so much that i hate myself
i love to hate you and i hate you so much that i hate myself
you hate that i love you and i love you so much that you love yourself you love that i hate you and i hate you so


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it rained behind their eyelids
and they turned in their hands

i knew it before you even thought of saying it
you said it before i got a chance to leave

sometimes it looks like this:
you reach for your cup on the topshelf
i can't reach you from where i sit
you ask me a question too small
for me to answer
the floor disappears and the walls
the walls take me in

inside the wall:
the air is damp
dominated by smalltalk
between one of my lungs
and the other
they argue about the weather
but my toungue
keeps repeating
the question
you asked
before
i got
a chance
to









Poetry by summerbreeze
Read 826 times
Written on 2007-01-20 at 13:32

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