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You and I are alike in so many always
That is the reason why I hate you.
The bitterness I have for myself is cold and wrong.
I wish you would disappear some time...
Yet you stand there looking freaking perfect.
Having a knowing eye upon me.
Yet you're not cold to me
Only to have pity in those blue eyes
Casting a shadow over my very being
I hate you with all my heart.
I wish you would die; just so you can leave me alone.
My looks compare to yours are only flaws.
I wish I could kill you, yet I am powerless.
In some way, in my pure hatred, I love you.

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