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This piece is something I wrote about my boyfriend and I and the situations we’ve been through

He looks at me like every time is the first time
So impeccably perfect in every way.
I wonder about the man tucked beneath he shadows every day.
If you think you know him, get in line.

Now I can’t tell you anything about this man that you already know
I can tell you everything deeper than what you yearn to
But who would I be to share such a thing
About the man who carries me on his wing.

His deepest scars are my source of light
Mine are his source to take flight
And when he flies above, we both look down
Such a damn shame that they all missed the jewels in our crown.

But beautiful beyond shear belief is what we are
Flying majestically above the source of our battle scars.

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