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HATE AND LOVE

(T. Beechey)



A lie can be truth,golden age can hide youth

The words I write,I forget the meanings of

But what remains,even before your first tooth

Is that hate so often mirrors love



A glance can be mistaken for a stare

While what's beneath may appear as up above

Helping hands mislead,giving pain not care

And hate so often mirrors love



Sometimes a whisper's like a scream

And a gentle touch,it resembles a shove

Reality can be confused with a dream

And hate so often mirrors love.



There are times "yes" and "no" intertwine

And an iron fist can mask a hand in glove...

But all the world's laughter can't change these tears of mine

Cause hate so often mirrors love