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I hate it when


My world flips upside down,

and my mind gets mixed up.

I get accused of having an attitude 24/7.

I HATE THAT!

I know when i have it,

and most times i dont,

but when i tell them...

Do they listen?

No, they just wont.

1, 2, 3, 4

How many times has this Happened before?

No one knows,

but no one cares.

They wont listen to reason.

so one day their world will crumble,

falling down,

down,

down,

revealing a world of truth.

Love and Hate,

True Meanings unknown,

but when its experienced,

it will be shown

Love, Hate

Hate, Love

Tell me what Im thinking of.

If your wrong then try again.

Just think about it...

To Late

The End.

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