In love's intricate tapestry, so grand,
Where threads of joy weave through every strand,
A subtle shift can turn the threads astray,
Unraveling into sorrow's somber sway.
Once vibrant hues, now faded and wan,
As laughter fades, replaced by a mournful dawn.
The tapestry, once a masterpiece so bold,
Now marred by tears, its colors growing old.
The threads of trust, once strong and unyielding,
Give way to doubt, their bond slowly peeling.
Intimacy, once a sacred embrace,
Now tainted by suspicion's bitter chase.
The thread of hope, once a guiding light,
Flickers and dims, consumed by endless night.
Dreams that soared high above now lie in wait,
Crushed beneath the weight of sorrow's hate.
In love's tapestry, joy and sorrow entwined,
A bittersweet symphony, forever defined.
Threads unraveling, a poignant tale
Of love's fragility and life's eternal veil.
Threads
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