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Love’s Hurt

For a girl that loved him not he’d fallen,
Into love that’d teach him hurt,
And treat him like the best known fool,
In grave of passion.

The fee – a cost of love.
If only he could be that better spirit she seeks.

Yea, she seemed a profit of a lifetime to him;
So he believed or hoped.
An imagination and not a happening –
That has made him the most lost man.

The fee – a pain in love.
If only he could solve that natural hole she owns.

Yea, she had the love he needs;
So he trusted or dreamt.
Not knowing the unknown hurt aching –
Caused by loving the wrong one.

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