Love and Hate
Something evils in the mist
it will grab you, hold you by the wrist
just when you think your safe, it's clear
it grabs you again pulling out clumps of hair
chokes you as though you can't get no air
next it will push you, hold you to the ground
covers your mouth so you won't make a sound
in the silence you hear your heart pound
you pray for help yet no one's around
when the evils done and your free to go
you forgive yet again, then lie in wait
this evil comes in the form of your mate
leaving you stuck with this unearthly
love and hate
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