Ties of love cannot be broken, regardless of what they struggle through. For wears and tears of love are all but just external; true bonds of love shall not, and cannot break.
…Love,
…For love is just like the violin,
Music is played, music may cease,
But its strings shall never be broken…
…For love is just like the piano,
The gentle keys may tire and wear,
But the strings within will play on…
…For love is just like the graceful harp,
Sweet melodies play, but harmony falters?
Its strings, however, will always go on, playing…
…For love…
…Love is all too similar to the flows of music,
Love may be of pain, and of sorrows,
Strings of love may wear…
-But tied together?
… The bonds of love shall never…
…Break…
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