Life is full of pricks and pain
I don't want to be in love again
‘Cause I know my worth and where I stand
Why did I even hold your hand?
I was a fool to believe in you
But gave it a try hoping it's true
You are an illusion…my eyes deceived me
You are someone I made up…I couldn't see
And now if my heart should call out your name
Even if these arms should want you again
Even If I am all cried out and no longer in pain
I will never fall in love again….
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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