Love is fragile
It's weak
It can't stand on it's own
It's roots don't go deep
So when times are hard
It withers
Love alone isn't enough
It's not even a handful
Because hearts do fall out
When they do
It takes more than love
To stitch them back
Love at it's height
Is like a waving flag
But when the winds die
It takes much more to wave it.
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