Hate is sometimes stronger than Love. When your love is hurt, hate comes and takes over. I don't want to hate, but the hurt is too much. Love once existed in my world, but not anymore. One day that true love will hug me again, not choke me, and I will be ready. Hate will never hug me or choke me. I don't ever want to feel this hate again.
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