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Aug 2012
Could I ever really hate someone?
I'd like to think not.
Though when you go out of your way,
To harm me,
To harm my life,
To harm those I love,
You are truthfully asking for hate, are you not?
Though I will not give you what you want,
I pity you instead,
You poor, poor creature.
Written by
Heath Leonard  20/Agender/USA
(20/Agender/USA)   
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   Mina, DollFace and JM
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