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I hate your touch I hate your words I hate your hands I hate your chords The music was blinding I hated that too The passion was frightening I hated that you Tried taking advantage Of naivety I hated it Hated that Your touch scares me Your words scare me Your hands scare me Your chords scare me I hate your face I hate your mouth I hate your stance I hate your sound The music was crying I hated that too The passion was dying I hated that you Tried laying blame on My comfortability I hated it Hated that Your face scares me Your mouth scares me Your stance scares me Your sound scares me I’m scared of all You say and do I’m scared of you And I hate your you.
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Feb 7, 2025
Feb 7, 2025 at 12:08 AM UTC
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I hate your touch I hate your words I hate your hands I hate your chords The music was blinding I hated that too The passion was frightening I hated that you Tried taking advantage Of naivety I hated it Hated that Your touch scares me Your words scare me Your hands scare me Your chords scare me I hate your face I hate your mouth I hate your stance I hate your sound The music was crying I hated that too The passion was dying I hated that you Tried laying blame on My comfortability I hated it Hated that Your face scares me Your mouth scares me Your stance scares me Your sound scares me I’m scared of all You say and do I’m scared of you And I hate your you.
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archedbowhandle
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archedbowhandle
15/M/USA
Feb 7, 2025
Feb 7, 2025 at 12:08 AM UTC
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