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The Abscence of Hate

pain has no color scent or taste but pain like this is simply called hate hate is so shallow too commonly used kinda like my heart after you were through thats why i dont use that word it helps me keep control to veer away from getting burnt too late for part of my soul if hate is death, why didnt you die if hate is a blade, pull it out of my side since hate isnt real then you have no feelings well now that youve seen, ill start revealing you never loved me.only pleasing yourself never meant to be. you were only looking for help well i offered my hand and you just turned away i asked you what you needed you said "just a day" nothing to do with me denying there was ever love i know youll always know that i was more than enough so hate i can not use it hurts me more than you my status quot wont change ill love you anyway ill be the mountain and you can be the wind you know the old phrase cause youre trapped in familiar sin

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