A love not forgotten,
sweet brown eyes,
a tongue only for truth,
and not for lies.
A new year awaits,
what I see beyond my cage,
the only one to wait,
never to stop and think.
Eyes of golden brown,
afraid to not win a crown,
outside he is happy with cheer,
inside he is down with fear.
Fall down as if to sleep,
no one deserves to weep,
yourself aloud and not to creep,
this is not what makes you weak.
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