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May 2014
Love.
Is a confusing thing.
The dictionary says its is a deep feeling.
But I think,
So is hate.
I think I love you.
I like your smile,
Your laugh,
Your presence,
And our little arguments.
But I could hate you.
Just like I hate
Your arrogance,
Your vile smirk,
And how you think you are above me.
Can we make this work?
Is this love or hate?
You tell me.
Good or bad for a first love poem?
#eh
June
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     Lior Gavra, Riptide and L
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