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I hate you
I hate how the sun still gives you a goodnight kiss

I hate
how neat your golden hair is everyday,
looking like a beautiful field of wheat

I hate
how every lover you had
Kissed you like how a bumblebee kisses a flower

I hate
how loose you are,
Always carefree because you're pretty

And I hate
how you're so kind,
And forgiving to everyone,

I hate it

Most of all,
I hate how you look like a finished painting
With careful hands,
Slowly painting your every detail

While the rest of us seem carelessly undone

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