Hated from Psychedelicide by Mendenhall

Hated

Now I know what it's like to be hated
Now I know what it's like to be hated
It didn't matter that I loved you more than anything
Now I know what it's like to be hated
And I'll never try again

I touch your arms
No, cold and lifeless
I touch your breasts
Cold hard slabs
Of marble on your chest
My hips brush your thight
Rigid hard fenceposts
Nothing left in your scarecrow eyes


Now I know what it's like to be hated
Now I know what it's like to be hated
It didn't matter that I loved you more than anything
Now I know what it's like to be hated
And I'll never try again

No, I'll never try again
Never try, I'll never try again
Never try, I'll never try again

© 1995 John Mendenhall

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