Grown ManA Poem by Tenten
Baby face smiles
Uncertain eyes
Caution steps
Smooth skin
The title of ‘man’
Worn in unsure hands
The word ‘grown’
Still eluding
Young eyes
© 2008 TentenAuthor's Note
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Added on October 12, 2008 AuthorTentenAlamosa, COAboutI know me well enough to know that I don't who I truly am and that I deceive myself into believing i have found my way in life. i well away of the fact that i am a contradiction of actions and words a.. more..Writing
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