Song of Hate
Is it over?
It never began.
You made me suffer
But I got the hint.
Nothing could've saved me
From your hate.
Why must this be?
You've left my heart in terrible shape.
Now I know better than to fall victim to trust
Or to foolishly beleive in love.
I'll never again do more than I must.
This, I believe, is a gift from above.
You ruined my love, my heart.
Messed me up for those to come.
But from this I got my new start
And now the song of hate I'll forever hum.
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