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Isn't it ironic ... don't you think ...

I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair.
I hate it when you stare.
I hate the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you're always right.
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you. Not even close,
not even a little bit, not even at all.

Everybody's FooL
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22/12/2006 17:08