Men Don't Cry

Since most of my best friends were girls and they hated writing poetry I wrote what I thought they felt. I was told this was very true about me.

He will tell you men don't cry,
but late at night he weeps.
He will say he's unattached,
but the truth is he's in deep.
He will appear to be strong,
but one can make him break.
He will say he can handle it,
but he's had all he can take.
The thoughts are betrayed,
By the look in his eyes.
One can hear the pain in his silent cries,
But then he reaches for me,
and I take his hand.
To pull him toward me,
and do what I can.
I'll pull him close,
and whisper in his ear,
that I can promise,
I'll always be here.
Then he will smile,
and life will go on.
However,
Next time I know,
We'll repeat this song.


Dedicated to ME, from you.
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Written By Jay Spaan
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