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Friday, July 8, 2016

Of Love and Hate

I hate how little time I had with you
I hate all that kept me away from you
I hate time and its unperceivable speed
I hate it that you're away

When I can't see you, touch you, hold you tight
When I can't hear you, smell you, through the night
There's silence now, and no one else
And it pains me, kills me, to sleep without