The hate that I have
I will not let go
Though its wrong,
And a prejudice.
I hate all the people
Who've hurt their own child
Left them
Abandoned and hurting.
I hate all the haters
Who tell others the way
They are supposed
To think and behave.
I hate all the people
Breaking hearts of so many.
Selfish
In bids for importance.
I hate all the haters
Who blame always the others
For their broke
feelings and lives.
I hate the Author,
I hate the Poet,
I hate the
Writers of songs.
They make me think,
That aweful bunch,
That my hate may be
Paradox.
Jun 25, 2011
Jun 25, 2011 at 9:00 PM UTC
The hate that I have
I will not let go
Though its wrong,
And a prejudice.
I hate all the people
Who've hurt their own child
Left them
Abandoned and hurting.
I hate all the haters
Who tell others the way
They are supposed
To think and behave.
I hate all the people
Breaking hearts of so many.
Selfish
In bids for importance.
I hate all the haters
Who blame always the others
For their broke
feelings and lives.
I hate the Author,
I hate the Poet,
I hate the
Writers of songs.
They make me think,
That aweful bunch,
That my hate may be
Paradox.
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