Ashlyne Arrington

I Hate - Poem by Ashlyne Arrington

I hate the way you talk to me
And the way you drive your car.
I hate the way u cut your hair.
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big combat boots,
And the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick!
It even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way your always right.
I hate it when u lie.
I hate the way you make me laugh,
Even worse when I cry.
I hate it that your not around,
and the fact that you don't call,
but mostly,
I hate the way
Not even close,
Not even at all...

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 25, 2012

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