Hatred- Love gone wrong

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Why the hell do I cry for you mate...
Is it because you I love or hate?
Hatred is a such a amazingly weird feeling...
That makes you even more appealing
It keeps you veiled within my inner being
... But proclaiming aloud that memories are fleeing
You pulsate within like a rhythmic vibrato
But what is audible is a cacophonous agitato
So is Hatred a parasitic mistletoe?
Or Love lying low... incognito..

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