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Loving is both pleasure and pain |
| Love Again How is there room in my heart for love? I love without doubt or seeking gain; I know that true love comes from Above Yet, still my heart breaks and I feel pain. Why do I open my heart to someone When I know it will bring me despair. I don't consider until it's done The pleasure and pain I must bear. Never thinking of the pain in store I love and hope for love in return, For the next one I love and adore To give me the love for which I burn. |