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Note:: This is a poem from heero pov. Can you guess who it's about? (Don't sweat, I'll reveal it at the bottom. No cheating folks.)

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I don't understand Hate         By Shev

I don't understand hate.

I don't understand the estate of emotions

that over come logic.

I will not be articulated by the stars.

Ssmpathetic pain I do not know.

I will not be run over by man. I will not know His name.

Grace will not come in a gun, and redemption will not be kissed.

I falter, I trip, I stumble upon the bricks He layed down, and now

I do not know, I do not understand Him.

The cut of life has left me ignorant and I still don't know.

I still breath when told.

Trained in my sleep I sleep when I am awake.

Dreams no longer dreams, reality a realm of death.

But I know, I know that I don't understand.

I will not be articulated by the stars....

....No more.

Sympthetic pain will not know me.

And still, I do not know.

I do not understand hate.

I do not understand the estate of emotions

....overcoming logic.

Overcoming a logic man.

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Author's Notes:: So, You want to know the answer, eh? Well now, you have email, I have email. Nifity device, wouldn't you say? Now, you take that nifity mouse of yours and click up your nifity email and use your nifty keybord and I'll answer you right back, answer and all.

And no, that wasn't a ploy to get you to email me...was it? To find out, you have email, I have email........

side note ON the poem:: The truth is, when I first wrote this, it was about my father...we're not on good terms, nor have we ever been.