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Hate
You say that you love me, yet you still hold a grudge
I have tried every trick to erase it, still it wont budge
I told you I was sorry john time and time again
I would never have hurt you or caused you pain
If you would shout at me god I hate you then OK
instead each day you punish me making me pay
I stood on your pet spider, so what big fat deal
This hatred you now feel for me is ...
Tuesday 21st January 2020 11:06 pm
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