Saturday, 13 August 2005

I hate

I hate to miss the sweet smile

I hate to see and not know the charm

I hate to tell you I don’t

I hate to see you walk away

And not look back

I hate to leave and wonder

What you feel deep inside

I hate to see the beauty

And not know the heart inside

I hate the sweet lip that lie, honey coated

But hurts!

I hate to hope before i wake up

And sleep in remorse as I sleep

I hate the wind that bears no name

Whispering to my ears, far away

I hate the heart that hurt

When we have to say goodbye

I hate the sweet warm hug

If it is the last to be

I hate to say I am sorry

Not knowing how to console

I hate to let you go all alone in dark

To face the cruel.

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