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I hate the way
I hate the way he smile at me
I hate the way he love at me
I hate the way he miss me
I hate the word " I love you" he gave to me
I hate the present he gave to me
I hate to heard his voice
I hate to saw him again
I hate about him every second and it's makes me to be a strong girl
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