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I Love To Hate Me

each night i question
why the love i give
is one i cannot receive
in my arms
that fold around myself

and if it could ever be
i would look inside
to see what's buried alive
is screaming for affection
though the sweet love I give you

is never for me

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Date: 6/22/2014 12:12:00 PM
Nikkia, Congratulations, enjoyed stopping by to view, every featured poem, on the soups Home Page. Take Care & Have Fun this coming week..... Luve Linda
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Date: 6/20/2014 7:19:00 AM
Congratulations on your poem being featured this week. Thanks for sharing it
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Nikkia Roberts
Date: 6/20/2014 5:05:00 PM
Thank you, Dr. Ram. You're great. :)