Brutal Truth

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This has been amazing

as if everything I've treasured

has become partially true

his eyes are deeply penetrating

sensibly the brutal truth



But nothing will stop

this anxiety

my concern is in his expression

his only ability of intensity

has led to my affection



I cannot smile

then look away

and think of something else

maybe for awhile I think it's great

until I'm trapped inside myself



My own intentions

have become unknown

because of such a sacrifice

setting there, with him alone

my needs have become enticed



But then I know

I stop and wait

I treasure all I have

But then the words, he could say

The brutal truth, made him such the man

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blackinkusa's picture

The Brutal Truth is that this is a great poem...keep up the good pen!

Robin's picture

yeah......what matt said

Matt Handlos's picture

"But then I know
I stop and wait
I treasure all I have
But then the words, he could say
The brutal truth, made him such the man"

one of the best endings of your poems that i have heard that didnt end with the word fuck