'pretentiously Harsh'

She looked at the words his eyes whispered They were so much more louder Than his voice He struggled to explain The confusion he felt on the inside But his eyes took the echo of chaos Gave it a name and painted it on a canvas I am sure he didn’t recognise the emotions Men are taught to conceal them from the world At times that is what makes them so pretentiously harsh He didn’t know how to respond When she displayed love in areas Where hate was his example That didn’t deter her from showing love She could not force something she didn’t embrace He had to learn to love as it was all she demonstrated Her plan was never to change him It was just to show him the difference In the end she wanted him to love himself Before she ever brought her feelings into it
@181020161401
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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December 28, 2016 at 7:01 AM
This interaction between a man and a women speaks volumes and makes me wonder about their respective ages. It might as well be me. Am I that easy to manipulate? .. gave it a name and paints it on canvas.... bravo.
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October 18, 2016 at 7:15 AM
Wow, this was so good. I really enjoyed reading this today. What a great message flows in your words. Bravo!
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