If I hate you the way I do,
Then why does my heart stop when I look into your eyes.
Found this and thought of my dreaded ex,yet I still like him,why?I have no idea.
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Depression Took Hold Of My Life
PoetryI am going to draw a picture, a picture with a twist, I'll draw it with a razor blade, I'll draw it on my wrist.
If I hate you.
If I hate you the way I do,
Then why does my heart stop when I look into your eyes.
Found this and thought of my dreaded ex,yet I still like him,why?I have no idea.