A Poem on Hate
Things go badAnd then you are sad,Call your dadMaybe it’s a fad. It’s so sad you hateYou accept it as fate,Sometimes you waitBut it all…
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Things go badAnd then you are sad,Call your dadMaybe it’s a fad. It’s so sad you hateYou accept it as fate,Sometimes you waitBut it all…
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