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I Just Hate It
Poem " I just hate It". I just hate it When you sing your lyrics Breathing fire, loveless bliss. I just hate it When you show scorn Deluding to grandeur Of superfluous beginnings Yet rejecting the reality of a humble morn. I just hate it When you dominate, criticize, deride Yet your own frailties, you deny I just hate it When those venemous eyes Peering through the shutters of doom Without saying a word I despise you,I hate you Your character, your being, your entirety. I just hate it When you shook my world Stealing, winning my girl Leaving me empty, thoughtless, worn And when in shackles of my melancholy hour You teased me, grieved me Put her on a pedestal Parading your amorous embraces Then serenaded her, toured the world. I just hate it When victors tell the story Through rose tinted glasses Then bellows from the mountains Your redemption is here Salvation has arrived We are the victors This is life's history We tell only lies. I just hate it When all the work is done And the only reward, the burning sun With streams of my boiling sweat You reap the harvest shorn I just hate it When indiscretions becomes your mantra Principles are no longer part Yet you spew your maternal virtue Yet don't give a toss..
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