Confusion
The great love that I express for you is,
fake and I find my hate for you, growing
daily the more I see you, the more I hate
you I can tell you that I never, intend to
love you, our past conversations has really
bored me and have not impressed me to
the highest standard of your character, your
attitude really makes me sick and, if you
and I were to get married I'd expect
nothing but hate and never to experience,
love and pleasure so I hope you avoid me
and don't trouble yourself to respond to
this poem because I don't want you to
show your love and sweetness and believe
me, I'm afraid that I can't be yours
for the rest of my life.
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