I hate how some words never fade.
I can't stand the silence in the night,
as words come alive;
To hurt me, to tease me,
To break me.
I never asked them to be so true,
They all come from the cruel.
I hate how these tears will not stop running,
so hot on my face, so pathetic.
So hate me,
Hate me until you break me.
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