I'm sure I hate you.
You face, your voice, your smell, your choice of footwear now every damn step I must hear.
Your hair, your smile, your stupid laugh
That reminds me of all our fun moments from times passed.
I can't stand the way you just walk in the room,
Look at me and say Hi...
Kmt I swear I-- Oh Hey You...
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Author:
Mr Taylar (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 9th, 2022 13:38
- Comment from author about the poem: When you're sure you're sure... but sure of what?
- Category: Love
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Comments1
Love turned to hate .. how can one person end up hating someone they used to love ., that’s sad
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