Treasure Island

Hope Ramone

(Earth)

I Hate You With a Passion


You make me weak.
You make me feel dirty and sick.
You make me crazy,
You make me cry quick.

I hate you with a passion,
I cannot explain.
You make my heart throb with evil,
Because you are so vain.

I hate you.
I came to that conclusion today.
I hate you.
That's all I can say.

Submitted: Saturday, June 04, 2005

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