Strings of love
The strings of love are all connected.
Every piece can get infected.
Hate can spread like wildfire,
While some are torn by a partner's desire.
But if the love is pure and true
The strings will know just what to do.
Follow the guiding light of your heart,
Or you may just end up falling apart.
Your heart will flutter like angel wings
While you mutter and stumble over things.
When some say things, pay no mind
For their love is of the fake kind.
They're jealous of the love you share
With that one person who will always care.
The strings of love connect for few
Rarely when it is Brand new.
Even if your heart is broken
It can mend with word that are spoken.
Don't give up on love just yet.
Your love is still waiting to be met.
The one person made for you
Will tell your heart what to do
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