There be a man

Whose pain

Can not be seen

With eyes

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Whose pain is deeper

Then the skin

Reaching

Towards his very soul

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From a young age

Was taught

Right from wrong

Only to be shown wrong

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A father

With his fists

Bruising the tissue

Scarring the mind

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A mother

With a bottle in hand

Touched what was private

Without giving thought

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A man who truly

Has no home

Who moved from

Dwelling to dwelling

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A best friend

Who betrayed his heart

By breaking it for

The first time

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A religion

Who was meant to support

But disowned him

So that family and friends

No longer could see him

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Now riddled with a diseased mind

Tries to make sense

Of this world

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He puts his past behind him

Striving to move forward

To write with a passion

With feeling

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Who is this man today?

But a caring and loving man

Looking for true love where he can find it

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Who loves to cook

From the heart

To explore the world

With his feet

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Who loves the touch of another

To hold and kiss

To love

Whole heartedly

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Who searches for love

With one so amazing

It's hard to believe

It's not a dream

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To explore the world's

Of fantasy and sci-fi

To dream

Of what could be

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To try new things

To meet new people

To leave the past behind

To start anew

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That I ask but one simple question?

Do you wish to meet this man?

Or leave him forsaken

Like so many before