love and hate.

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When we stayed up together every night you saying sweet words and phrases, I was high on love. But that love soon turned into hate as your words went from sweet to sour in under a month. I now stay up wishing, hoping that the horrid words you tell me are just fragments of my imagination, but when I fall into a dreamless sleep, then awake, I find them still their in my inbox, waiting to haunt me for the next day.

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