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Jun 2012
I could be mean.
But somehow, I know the
Quality of Mercy.

I hate you.
I hate myself,
Because of you.

So why, if I hate you,
Do I still let you run my life and
Run ME into the ground?

For that answer I have been searching all of time.
ThisIsWar
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