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I hate you.

I despise you,

Yet, I still love you.

Not because I want to.

It’s complicated.

I feel a black storm within;

It devours and weakens my senses.

I’m like a blindfolded man who walks astray

in hopes to see the light of a day.

He who is blind convinces himself he lives in light.

Strange how I could feel towards you.

You are supposed to be my sunshine,

yet you’re a dark-clouded sky.

You are truly the calm before the storm.

I’m torn apart; who to trust?

Jealousy is indeed a lousy beast,

and if you could tame it,

then I grant you my soul to take it.

Now, that you know what I am;

I have one question to ask:

Do you ever wonder if you’re willing to bear with me?

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