Hate His Guts Poems - Poems about Hate His Guts

...Gloom used to be so familiar to me, A second cousin once removed, with similar eyes And my own tangled hair We used to have long conversations in the dark, And stroke each other’s faces, Mo......

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...I never thought that I would have to say goodbye, I always thougt that nothing would come my way that I could not handle. Daddy and I used to work on the vehicles, cut wood, I was his little girl......

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