Love is just another word for pain
it means laughter, and hurt,
and crying in the rain.
It stands for hope, and leads to loss
and it falls for anything.
It causes broke hearts
but also brings you bliss
It makes it worth the suffering
and all the emptiness.
It brings you laughter, tears and joy
it brings a lot of grief
but no matter what it does to you
it always seems too brief.
Is the pleasure of love
really worth all of the sorrow it brings?
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