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I Hate...
I hate
his words-
an empty "I love you",
the way he can
degrade me until I cry.
I hate
the way he instilled
a burning anger--hatred--
inside of me.
I hate
how I'm helpless to
do anything but
clench my jaw.
I hate
all the things
I've wanted to say,
but never could.
I hate
how no amount
of smiles can hide
the sorrow in my eyes.
I hate
how my mascara creates
black rivers that make
my tears more prominent.
I hate
the look of empathy
in my sister's eyes
and pity in strangers'.
I HATE
how I now lay curled
on my bedroom floor-
sobbing.
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'tears more prominent' and 'look of empathy'.
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