For a special person @mostro-lounge-menu
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Deep brown eyes
And hair the color of ink in a letter
However my heart has been tethered
Tethered in the chains of my past
And cemented in a wall of my tears
Marbled red and clear
Although, this poem isn’t about me
It’s about your beauty
You shine like the northern star
Always visible now matter how far
A compass to our home
If only my chains weren’t made of bone
The bones I used to own
Can no longer take me home
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