What\'s your tether?
It's when you bite into a piece of dark chocolate,
The oh-so sweet, yet sharp bitter feeling.
It's what you feel when you finish a eight season show,
The feeling of resignation, and yet somehow triumph, pride, in how things ended.
A feeling most people experience,
Day-to-day, maybe even hour-to hour,
The end product of something undesirable, yet so desirable.
The by product of two things compromising to make not a better situation, though not a worse one either.
A middle point.
A tether.
Everything's a tether.
The oh-so sweet, yet sharp bitter feeling.
It's what you feel when you finish a eight season show,
The feeling of resignation, and yet somehow triumph, pride, in how things ended.
A feeling most people experience,
Day-to-day, maybe even hour-to hour,
The end product of something undesirable, yet so desirable.
The by product of two things compromising to make not a better situation, though not a worse one either.
A middle point.
A tether.
Everything's a tether.
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