Monday, October 25, 2010

WHY

He asked me,



why I hate you



and I opened my mouth

to spit the words

to describe

the deeply entrenched



H.A.T.E



I hold



FOR YOU.



it seems

the swiftly flowing years

and

living near power lines

has robbed me of my memories



but I choose to hate you anyway



see, I DON'T need a reason



lady

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