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I'm closer to being happy. I'm doing things that make me happy. In football I loved to practice and I loved to play, but I hated to be in meetings, hated to talk to the media, hated to have cameras in my face, hated to sign autographs. I hated to do all those things.
quote by Ricky Williams
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You Should Have Hated Me
The day we met and got together,
The day you changed my life forever.
I was locked up alone, you set me free,
But I say now, you should have hated me.
The day I said that I loved you,
I gave you my heart so pure and true.
You loved me too, that I could see.
But I say now, you should have hated me.
The days we spent with so much fun,
The love we had was second to none.
Why didn't you just let me be,
I wish you would have hated me.
For when you came into my life,
You might as well have raised a knife.
For when that day you walked away,
You plunged it deep, to my dismay.
Now here I sit all alone,
Wishing that I would have known.
I still love you and I will wait,
Even though my heart breaks.
If you would have pushed me away,
And never met me on that day.
I wouldn't have pain to this degree,
If only you would have hated me.
poem by Adam McKim
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Alone But Alive
I am loved and I am hated,
I wonder why the world is segregated,
I hear voices screaming in vain,
I see souls of a world insane,
I want to know my silent fate,
I am loved and I am hated.
I pretend to control my destiny,
I feel my Judgement is weary and false,
I touch the souls of every tree,
I worry I am doing the mephisto waltz,
I cry for our leprosy, our life has faded,
I am loved and I am hated.
I understand the laws of conduct and chaos,
I say individuality is the essence. What is it to conform?
I dream about the Nuclear Holocaust,
I try to see the white sepulchre in uniform,
I hope to see our silent fate... torn deep and faded,
I am loved and I am hated.
poem by Count Dracula
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One is more hated than loved.
I am stingy but not greedy.
I am hot but not revengeful.
I am rather hated for what I am
Than I am loved for what I am not.
I am not loyal but honest.
I am not shrewd but trust worthy.
I am rather hated for I am not
Than I am loved for what I am.
16.03.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The treason approved, the traitor abhorred.
This principle is old, but true as fate, Kings may love treason, but the traitor hate.
quote by Thomas Dekker
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I remember a time when everybody I loved hated me because I hated them. - Letter to Stuart Sutcliffe circa 1960
quote by John Lennon
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Moment In Time
there was a time i loved your face,
i loved your smile,
i loved your everything
and suddenly my world crashed in million peaces,
i hated your face, i hated your smile,
i hated your everything,
as the time passed i learned to live with it,
learned to see your face,
learned to see you smile,
yet your smile was never the same,
i know there is something missing,
that shadow over your face is something new,
but where is the shine in your eyes i used to see,
i used to love, it is not in your eyes,
that shadow stole it,
that shadow which is all over your face, what is it?
i'd like to know will i ever see a smile i loved,
or was it just a dream, a moment in time i got lost in
, and i never found way out, i tried to find it
but i know now that i'm lost forever in that short moment
, now i beg you to show me the way out
or i'll never love anyones face or any other smile
, please let me out of that prison of your eyes,
let me be free from your smile,
i need to get out i need to see the light again,
this shadows are killing me,
let me go or move the shadows away
and keep me forever locked in your smile,
in your eyes and in your heart
My mother was a wonderful, wonderful woman with a lovely voice who hated housework, hated cooking even more and loved her children. She was always arranging church activities such as a bazaar.
quote by Maureen Forrester
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David
When he was young
people loved David at first sight-
loved him until they came to hate him, that is, ,
beauty often willing to bestow itself
but rarely to share.
When he grew old
people hated David at first sight-
hated him until they came to love him, that is-
having no more beauty to bestow
at last he learned to share.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Our Time
I may be dead, honey
But I was left with my eyes
And underneath, sugar
Well I've been stung by your lies
And my heart, baby
It's cold and blue
We're two of a kind baby
Me and you
It's our time, sweet baby
To break on through
It's the year to hated
So glad that we made it
'Cause all the kids in the street
Whisper sounds that sweet
The stars under their feet
Well it's the year to be hated
One two ready go
It's our time (x7)
To be hated
All right
To be hated
Come on kids
It's our time (x7)
To be hated
All right
Well it's the year to be hated
song performed by by Yeah Yeah Yeahs
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Our Time
I may be dead, honey
But I was left with my eyes
And underneath, sugar
Well I've been stung by your lies
And my heart, baby
It's cold and blue
We're two of a kind baby
Me and you
It's our time, sweet baby
To break on through
It's the year to hated
So glad that we made it
'Cause all the kids in the street
Whisper sounds that sweet
The stars under their feet
Well it's the year to be hated
One two ready go
It's our time (x7)
To be hated
All right
To be hated
Come on kids
It's our time (x7)
To be hated
All right
Well it's the year to be hated
song performed by by Yeah Yeah Yeahs
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Hated and Loved
Hated are the cruel of the ages,
Their emotions are stronger than stone and pages.
Hated are the young of the ages,
Where are endeavours, the support and fences?
Hated are the sportsmen of the ages
Who cancel their dreams and farmhouses.
Hated are the professions of the ages
That send messages.
Hated are men and women of the ages
Who work with people in the madhouses.
Hatred is a disease we conquered when love sustained us,
When love was cherished in absoluteness.
poem by Naveed Akram
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To a Usurper
Aha! a traitor in the camp,
A rebel strangely bold,--
A lisping, laughing, toddling scamp,
Not more than four years old!
To think that I, who've ruled alone
So proudly in the past,
Should be ejected from my throne
By my own son at last!
He trots his treason to and fro,
As only babies can,
And says he'll be his mamma's beau
When he's a "gweat, big man"!
You stingy boy! you've always had
A share in mamma's heart;
Would you begrudge your poor old dad
The tiniest little part?
That mamma, I regret to see,
Inclines to take your part,--
As if a dual monarchy
Should rule her gentle heart!
But when the years of youth have sped,
The bearded man, I trow,
Will quite forget he ever said
He'd be his mamma's beau.
Renounce your treason, little son,
Leave mamma's heart to me;
For there will come another one
To claim your loyalty.
And when that other comes to you,
God grant her love may shine
Through all your life, as fair and true
As mamma's does through mine!
1885.
poem by Eugene Field
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The Moonlight
The moonlight hated through the atmosphere
As a glare of human understanding
Rather than a painting of knowledge,
Other than that picture
A residence has more pride and reading of joy.
The joy of living is like the art of the ocean,
And repetition is godly, as the waves are happy.
The moonlight hated the seas,
As the moon walked the sun’s horizon.
A homely seaman whilst being one is rather loved by the sea.
poem by Naveed Akram
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I bet you fall in bed too easily
With the beautiful girls who are shyly brave
And you sell yourself as a man to save
But all the money in the world is not enough
I bet youve long since passed understanding
What it takes to be satisfied
Youre like a vine that keeps climbing higher
But all the money in the world is not enough
And all the bridges blown away keep floating up
Its cold
And rough
And I kept standing six-feet-one
Instead of five-feet-two
And I loved my life
And I hated you
(yeah)
Its cold out there
And rough
And I kept standing six-feet-one
Instead of five-feet-two
And I loved my life
And I hated you
song performed by by Liz Phair
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I always hated jazz guitar. I loved jazz saxophone but I hated jazz guitar. If I would buy an organ trio record I would make sure I'd buy one that did not have a guitar player on it. The sound was awful!
quote by Tom Verlaine
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I have not seen a person who loved virtue, or one who hated what was not virtuous. He who loved virtue would esteem nothing above it.
Confucius in The Confucian Analects
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