“You’re more than a man”
Your eyes, they’re dull.
“You’re handsome and friendly”
Your heart, it’s null.
You’re spoken of softly
Your hands, so cold.
You’re praised in a sentence
Your face, so old.
“You’re patient and pleasant”
Your voice, a bark.
“You’re calm and good mannered”
Your mind, so dark.
You’re gloried and Godly
Your hit, it burns.
You’re described as brave
Your kick, it’s firm.
Truth fades when you’re dead.
Positives only prevail.
Your memory lives on,
In a misguided trail.
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Comments3
Beauty in contrast.
Yes. I know of some people who appear so appropriate in public, but have a such darker side in private. Good work.
Beautiful write
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