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Hate You
My mind screams that I hate you
Even as we make plans for a future
That is nothing more than a facade
Because you will never be the man you promised to me.
Even as we make plans for a future
That is nothing more than a facade
Because you will never be the man you promised to me.
Published 28th Feb 2025
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1st Mar 2025 1:34pm
Settling does have its price, which your poem aptly sums up. However, acquiescence oft seems to misdirected emotion. Just a thought 🌼
