I hate you I really hate you
Hate you early in the morning.
Sun shines on the east and
I can see you coming for forward to me
I hate the way you called me darling
I hate the way you drive fast
I hate the way you make me smile
I hate the way I feel protective
When I am with you
I hate the way drive me crazy
I hate the way you tell me I am your queen
I hate the way you wave your hand
By saying see you later
I hate the way I look at you back
I hate when you aren't there and
I can't see you coming.
I hate the way you say sorry.
When I walk away is the sign how much I hate you
But I love you more.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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