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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=348397" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Love Hurts</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=348397" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Love hurts, <br>It hurts to the core<br>When hands loosen the intimate clasp<br>And they turn poles apart<br>One rushing to the North <br>And the other, South.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=348397" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Love hurts, <br>It hurts to the core<br>When the bunch of withered roses<br>And thorns, leaves and stems <br>Gather dust on the window sill<br>Of a dishevelled house.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=348397" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Love hurts, <br>It hurts to the core<br>When they don't look eye to eye, <br>And Love is no more blind, <br>For a raging storm from nowhere takes over<br>The effeminate steam of <br>The wintry-morning cup of tea, <br>Over the bitter argument <br>Of perfect spoon of sugar, <br>To be or not to be added <br>To the flavour of real Indian tea.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=348397" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Love hurts, <br>It hurts to the core<br>For the waiting hurts me more.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Arkay+Drk">Arkay Drk</a></strong></div>

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