I hate you
I hate my feelings
I hate it all
Why won't this incessant rage stop?
Why won't this pain fade?
Why can't I stop being the fool that I am?
Constantly tormented
Constantly tossed around
Constantly pushed between indecisiveness
Leave me be
Just go away
What I need, is time
and lots of love
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love is still most precious in itself
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