i hate how you make me feel.
i hate how i allow myself that feeling
it hurts to look inside
it stabs like a spear in the side.
icy paths cross over my mind
icy hearts surround.
inch by inch it swallows my pride
iron by iron it pushes me down
ivory towers seem so dusty now
irate with dirt and grim.
i hate how you make me feel.
i hate that i feel anything at all for
you
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