FuryA Poem by Demona
I hate your look.
I hate your smell. I hate the sound of your voice. I hate that you know me well. I hate that I trusted you again. I hate when you are in the room with me. I hate it when you touch me. I hate it when you are in the house. I can't say that I hate you, cause hate is too small a word. © 2010 DemonaAuthor's Note
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Added on May 18, 2010 Last Updated on May 18, 2010 |

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