Why this hatred, love?

Why is it that

you hate me so much?

Is it because

I’m not pure,

or is it because

I’m not perfect

like your other one?

I’ve always longed

for your love,

like a stranded sailor

in the cruel sea.

But I always found myself

returning empty handed,

with a wounded heart.

I am your flesh and blood,

then why don’t you adore me?

Am I that vain?

Am I that indispensable?

Please just tell me.

Why do you hate me so?

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