ENCORE piece as a thank you for the support of my departure from Bones fan fiction. It's angsty - so no rotten tomatoes - you have been warned, lol.

Quite simply (without starting debate) Bones just makes me sad now and instead of ranting about it - I thought I should bow out gracefully and remember it for the good times.

Then I thought, meh, I wanna have the last word and there's nothing like gettin a bit of anger off of one's chest!

Picture tommy guns and Valentines massacre style fun!

Actually, scrub that, picture a three year old Brennan throwing a tantrum - you need to have a slight sense of dark humour I think.

So, enjoy my angst!


I hate you with a vengeance

I hate you hot and strong

I hate your perfect symmetry

I hate our stupid song

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I hate your beguiling eyes

So deep and so heart-warming

I hate that in spite all protest

I'm rendered non-reforming

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I hate that I'm addicted

I hate that you're my drug

I hate that though I bear my soul

It's dismissed with but a shrug

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I hate what you have stirred

Like bacillus multiplying

I hate the infestation

Permeating and undying

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I hate the utter helplessness

Complete lack of control

I hate this constant grieving

That nothing can console

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I hate your stupid Cocky belt

I hate it was from me

I hate your adolescent socks

Even their absence recently

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I hate your urge to teach me

All your grandiose life/love lectures

All your starry-eyed fairy tales

Your egotistical conjectures

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You think I don't know how to love?

That I don't know how to care?

I hate your demeaning ignorance

You pompous doctrinaire!

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I hate you because you're right

Even if you play it wrong

I hate you 'cause you quit so swift

Now where do I belong?

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I hate the looks you give me

The annoyance in your stare

Where once was love – I was so blind

For now it is not there

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I hate this self defeat

I hate the hullabaloo

I hate the undefeatable truth

I LOVE you through and through

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I hate you because I love you

I love you despite my hate

And perhaps in spite of either truth

I still don't believe in fate

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I hate you! Damn, I hate you!

Because the flipside is so cruel

I feel I should be waking soon

Jesters chanting, "April Fools!"

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But, no this is no dream

No nightmare lucid pending

This is no angst filled fiction

Penned with happy ending

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This is what I'd expected

Right down to the last word

This is the script I wrote for me

This is what I preferred

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But what I'd miscalculated

In this plan of my life's spiel

Was life by life's omission

I forgot that I would feel.

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And so I hate to end my hateful rant

But I must if I'm to survive

I'll pack these stupid feelings

Never ever to revive

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Rebuild my barricades now

I'll be sure to reinforce

I'll concrete round these roguish feelings

And I'm sure that in due course...

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I'll become that heartless person

The "Ice Queen" I believe I'm called

Compartmentalised and free from hate

Nice and safely walled

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I'll evolve – I will survive

And I'll thank you – just you wait!

I'll thank you for your life lesson

It's a shame it was too late.


If you're still here, please review!