The thought of me leaves countless people confused,
As I take their feelings and emotions and leave them fused,
To one another in attempt to make a perfect pair,
So they can care for each other and find things to share,
For the rest of their lives they'll be intertwined,
That's how I work although this all takes time.
Some pairs are filled with pain and despair,
It's not a matter of me not being there,
The only reason you hurt is because I made a mistake,
And although the consequence is pain and heartache,
I know now what you don't need,
So next time I'll do my best to succeed,
In finding you that perfect one,
When I find them for you take the chance and run,
Two lovers hand in hand,
Although one can fall two can stand.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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