Love has been replaced with hate
the hate burns with a passion
a passion that rivals love
but the love is gone
gone are the days of happiness
gone are the days of fun
the days of you in my arms
the days of us playing with the kids at the park
here are the days of sadness
here are the days of anger
here are the days of hate
days where I can't stand to hear your name
go along with days where i want to see you and be with you
this is love
this is hate
this is
i mean was
us
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i wrote this.
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