How I hate it
How I hate it
Oh, how she tries to slip into my mind,
With flaming hair and sparkling eyes.
A girl so playful, and yet so wise,
How I hate it when she tries.
Oh, how she tries to steal my heart,
With speaking eyes and a smile so bright
That every glance can soothe my scars.
How I hate it when she tries.
Oh, how I try to turn away,
To see the wild and treacherous child,
The thousand roles she tends to play.
How I hate it when I try.
Oh, how I try to turn my back,
To turn to stone and send her off,
And forget she shares my mind.
Oh, how I hate it when I love.
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