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Feb 2019
I hate the way he does that
I hate that persons way
I hate how she does that
I hate
I hate
All day

I hate the morning sun
I hate the stars too
I hate so much my mouth spills fourth
With hatred just for you

You’re a different colour
Your religion is different
You talk different
You smell different
You’re different
I hate you!

I don’t know why I hate
I sometimes wonder why
But no one else cares
So why the hell should I?
Jordan Lloyd Price
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