Hung by my heartstrings

Hung by my heartstrings

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We play our heartstrings sweetly. Beautiful music that adds beautiful art to our lives. But broken string tangle and knot. They tie us up and hang us. These are the words of my heart
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Love. As 'beautiful' as love can be it hurts and bleeds. If you're unlucky you may even love the very person you know you can't have. The best friend, The distant boyfriend, The sisters friend, The brothers friend, The ex best friend, Love isn't always given back the way you gave it. Leaving you with half a heart as the person you gave your half too never gave you their half back. But what if someone else has another half to make yours whole again?

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