Done with that, you know.
Since hate is something that I refuse to grow.
Squeaky noises to put me to sleep
and another napkin to dry your overzealous weep.
So whatever and quit being slick
Just because you think I fold when you play the dick.
So how am I to walk around and shop with you
since all the time you make me blue.
So maybe hate is something that we learn
and maybe in that it's the fire's burn.

12/16/2003

Posted on 12/16/2003
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