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Jan 12, 2010 10:40

Love is a word that is constantly heard,
Hate is a word that is not.
Love, I am told, is more precious than gold.
Love, I have read, is hot.
But hate is the verb that to me is superb,
And Love but a drug on the mart.
Any kiddie in school can love like a fool,
But Hating, my boy, is an Art.

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unequal January 17 2010, 21:45:39 UTC
posting poetry is my thing, stop stealing :P

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