Hate
I've heard every word you said;
How the visions fail to enter my head.
I see everything you say so clear.
Clearly, its you who can't hear.
I shiver, but no one draws me in
all I'm left with is my skin touching skin.
I can't breathe if I'm breathing you in.
I see your eyes, but I try to pretend,
That they are the same old eyes that let love take me in.
My fist forms into an unruly shape,
I know if I let it move it will be my last mistake.
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