Love Hurts

I guess i'd better stop to love
And sought for things better above
For it does not worth half the stress
But rather place my heart in distress

I never knew love a gall
And thus i beckon to its call
But it be nothing but a ditch
Filled with wounds that will not stitch

I guess i'd better sway on my own
For long myself I've thus known
And that i maybe rest assured
That my tender heart never bleed blood

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when the heart goes forward into loev always danger the unknown the possibility of failure joy crushed hopes dashed and the hundred foot wall around the soul to stop the self from disappearing a fine poem