Confused
2 March, 2003
Author: Daisy
I hate the way you look at me,
I hate the way you love me,
I just hate the way you hug me,
I hate the way you play with my hair,
Why you love me when i hate you,
Just cuz i hate you,
Why you love me,
Well i gess i am confused,
So their might be a possibilty,
I might love you,
So now that i am confused,
I love you to,
I love you to,
I was so confused thinking that i hate you,
But i love you,
I am set streat,
Because i love you
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Comments on this poem/writing:
Ghost (198.81.26.76) -- Saturday, April 5 2003, 02:18 am It is funny that suddenly pure hate can turn into love. Good end to it. |
daisy (205.188.208.135) -- Tuesday, April 15 2003, 09:21 pm thanks i am always like that |
daisy (205.188.208.135) -- Tuesday, April 15 2003, 09:21 pm thanks i am always like that |
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