who among us
has not been wounded
in love
or felt the sting
of its' betrayal
shed countless tears
from the withdrawl
of affection once
received from a
cherished loved one
the pain is real
and a part of
being human
the pain is universal
and proof we are alive
pity the poor soul
who can not
let himself become
vulnerable enough
to be hurt
yes, pity him for
he knows nothing of love
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Good poem. So true. I know many people who spend a lifetime trying to avoid pain of any sort. As cliche as it may sound, if can't feel pain, you can't feel joy either.