If there's hate in this heart, then there's hate in that heart.
One hand claps not without the other.
From love springs love, but who can say,
If the love is not returned, it furthers by the day.
From hate springs hate, so we have found.
It's growing ever stronger.
Every chance you'll take, and every heart you'll break.
You know that everyday I'm more
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