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May 27, 2005 10:59

I hate it when you speak to me
Your words so full of lies
I hate it when you look at me
With expressions I can't describe

I hate it when you kiss me
Your taste so full of smoke
I hate it when you laugh at me
As if I'm just some joke

I hate it when you touch me
The softest kind of caress
I hate it when you want me
I'm so quick to acquiesce

I hate you for your smile
And everything you do
But most of all I hate myself
Whenever I'm with you.
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