After The Day He Broke
A man too soft, too real, too kind,
gets left alone, and left behind.
He once was soft, a gentle soul,
He gave his heart, He gave it whole.
He cared for her with all his time,
Never knew love could turn this way in time.
The one who cared now feels decline,
and stands so cold, just like a pine.
He trusted faces way too fast,
got fooled by smiles that couldn't last.
Now with his wit, he reads the line,
and plays the game he once called crime.
He tries to be bad, but morals still define,
so he bends them day by day,
to stand just like a pine.
He doesn't want this change in him,
he doesn't feel it's fine,
but now he lives, and now he stands,
harsh and straight like a pine.
He wants to cry, to let it out,
to scream his pain, to end the doubt,
but being a man, he chose this line
to hide it all, be like a pine.
But after that day, he had no choice,
to live this way and silence his voice...
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