Paper Love

Our Love was like that of paper.

In the beginning it was

Weak and susceptible to tear.

But as our bond grew stronger,

Our paper folded,

Still vulnerable but unbreakable. 

We grew ever closer,

and our paper love,

Infinitely Invulnerable.

 

But there will be those,

Who will test us,

Bringing fire to our paper hearts.

But we will always love each other,

Until death do us part.

 

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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