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L.A
In the diner,
between the motel and the gas station
I order your favourite milkshake.
And as beautiful as the day is,
The wind sweeping through through the LA trees
I can't escape the blackness
that you gave to me.
i miss you, and I hate you for that
I miss everything you left me
And how I hate you for it.
On the boardwalk
Where you linked your hand in mine.
The pain behind your laughter
the sadness in your eyes.
I know now, your beauty was a gift to the world.
And how it makes me cry.
Respect Choice
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The hate only hurts you. - They are happy and unhated elsewhere. i liked the poem and its construction. Well said hating-the mood is quite on mark. Melodic and setup milkshake very finely penned. Contrast the fine day, nice.
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This is a very powerful poem.
This is a very powerful poem.
J-Called