Hate Love

I’d bet that 

every man who meets you

falls in love with you.

 

Without words.

They have little knowledge

but they know it

in their hearts

 

And as you walk away

each one feels 

that small rush of panic

and the pull of nails.

 

And for not exactly 3 whole seconds

they hate themselves and

the world and 

everything in between.

 

But they don’t know why,

not in their heads.

Only in their hearts


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