The Part I Hate Poem by chantel weston
The Part I Hate
they always
wait until your able to talk freely
till you feel like you belong
and till you think that you can say it
till you can mean it.
then they crush your heart
they shove to that line
that line in the sand
where you step over your gone for ever.
this is how it works
then they expect you to be fine the next day
that is the part i hate
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