I once loved
to the point of getting hurt,
I once cared to the point of getting burnt.
what's the point of caring;
if you are so weary,
can I ever love again;
seeing as I burn again and again.
love is a beautiful thing
why am I so unlucky;
where others are so happy,
l once loved!
all Ive ever wanted;
was to feel that i am needed
I once cared
about what you thought of me
until I got burnt
by my love so blunt
I once cared.
©tadebrown
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