Your hate is
My love.
My love dear,
My love.
Whatever
You said
I have nothing
To reply.
Your hate is
My love dear,
My love, my love.
Say no more,
Time is there
To show you all.
Words are
Not your dear,
That I know.
Some other one is
There within you dear,
That I know.
Feel good
And think good, dear.
I have nothing to say,
But I can wait
For the time
To open
The door of truth.
I love you, I love you.
And hate has no place
Here, remember, remember.
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