I'm writing this because right now my brother keeps saying he hate this family, every body needs to drop dead and the wrost things he is saying is I hate my mom, I hate my mommy... and I cant amagin how much that hurts her...
these words mean more then love its self
this words..
the oposite of pastion
harder to take back then anything
stroger then life its self
so hurtful and heart renching
so easy to say
but its hard to tell if you really mean it...
but why would you say it if you didnt?
do the words slip out?
what can they mean?
does it me we'll never talk
never be happy again?
can these words be changed?
and the thoughts of hate be forgottin?
not for me
every time you say you hate me
eveery time you wish for my death
the words slip past my mind
and burn my heart....
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