The Black & White Poet

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You Hate

It's too late.
You hate.
All your jokin',
Never serious.
Heart broken,
Left curious,
All mysterious.
Why?
Why lie?
Don't cover.
Don't twist.
Don't block or ignore that kiss.
Yes, but why -
Block all those emotions inside?
Thanks for being,
One prideful sacrifice -
None - it's too late -
- You hate.
You hate.

~DaYnA e. 12/22/02


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