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Sadolecent Oct 2014
I hate you so much
I hate how much you think you love me
I hate that you pretend to care
I hate you and your big brown eyes, I even hate your curly black hair
I hate the way you have to try to make me fall for you

But the things I hate most
Is how you don't think you love me, you know
Is how you're not pretending, you don't put on a show
I hate how you care so much
I hate the look you give me ,with those big brown eyes
I hate your perfect curls, and how you aren't like most guys
I hate that you don't try to make me fall, you just let it happen
I hate that you look down at me,
God I hate that you're so tall

but what I really hate is that I don't hate you not even at all ..
I couldn't hate you even if you lied
Because when you aren't with me I just want to die
I couldn't hate you, not even a little bit
but what you don't know is that my heart will never quit
saying I hate you... but I mean just the opposite.
Sadolecent Oct 2014
Death be ******, death by chance
Death in sadness,happiness, or romance
Death in all the bleeding lines
Death in color or black and white
Death be short, Death be long
Death by always doing wrong
Death by self,
a true art
Death by my broken heart
this poem was writen by me, but it was inspired by someone else's  poem!
Sadolecent Oct 2014
He is sitting there across the way,
walks up to her thinking but has nothing to say.
She is the most beautiful girl he has ever seen.
would she be like the others, would she be mean?

She glances up with the most beautiful eyes,
as he turns around he started to cry.
suddenly a hand grabbed his wrist,
the story now has a twist.

"Please come sit with me, there's room for another"
he's never loved any girl besides his mother.
he sits down nervous , yet tame
finnaly speaks "can I please  have your name?"

he drinks his coffee as he stares across the room.
the daydream he had will be real soon.
she gives him a smile as he looks at the door,
He gets up and says "don't look so alone anymore"

They sit down and laugh all through breakfast.  
two soul mates together at last.
If it wasn't for that coffee shop one day ,
never would they ever feel that way.

— The End —