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 moon and 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 are different
I hate you!
I don’t know why I hate
I sometimes wonder why
But no one seems to care
So why the hell should I?
Feb 26, 2019
Feb 26, 2019 at 8:06 AM UTC
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 moon and 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 are different
I hate you!
I don’t know why I hate
I sometimes wonder why
But no one seems to care
So why the hell should I?
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