Strings
People are like strings,Some are better left to fray,
Others are meant for you to grab hold of,
And to never let go.
It's up to you, to decide,
Which are worth holding on to,
One very well could save your life,
The other, very well could end it.
No one wears a sign,
Saying, which they are,
You have to belive in yourself,
And trust your heart.
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