To Love Is To Err

To love is to err,
to have compassion for,
is humane.
For hearts only break when one loves,
people become fools,
wreck their lives,
and cry,
within and outside.
No one is spared,
and no one cares,
when the curtain closes,......
there lies only regret,
and dispair!...
painful names... you cannot repair!

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