I hate, when you are silent
And hate you cryin’ out loud
I hate, when you borrow your talent
And hate when you have any doubts
I hate you leaving important unspoken
And hate you turning off from me
I hate you leaving the wall between us unbroken
And hate when you angry on me.
I hate when you smiling to others
And hate when you laughing at me
I hate to be jester for bother
And hate when you don’t let me free.
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I hate so much so many things around,
But I don’t care – ‘cos you’re mine, that’s it
Don’t make me hate the dead in ground,
Just for the reason that I still breath.
Fear wrapped in Hatred
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