My hate
I hate your awful gait, it’s truth...
I hate your words in our talk
And hate your face when you have smoke...
I hate your silly smile like ice
And empty but so lovely eyes…
I hate your happy beauty lie,
I hate you... I am starting cry...
I hate myself... I `m stupid bird...
I can’t to say you simply word...
I hate that you can keep my heart...
I hate so much...so hardly...but...
But most of all I hate my role
That can’t to hate you in my soul…
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