threading our love through the head of a pin
its eye is our source, watching where we've been.
as we weave a pattern, a creation from our souls
our hearts entwine, our love fixes the holes.
decorating its canvas with the feelings we once shared
the strings of our love, the only rememberance we bared.
as the pieces fit together reaching to the end
the feelings we once shared are impossible to mend
a thousand strings from this blanket to catch us when we fall
a single thread was broken, unraveling it all

 
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