My New Man, Part 3, by jwhwz
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He is very intelligent;
He proves that often;
He is proof that the heart of a fighter;
Can soften.
He is gentle with her almost always;
He is sweet to her cat;
He builds her up and encourages positivity;
When she feels fat.
He almost never tells her;
The wrong thing to do;
Because he knows;
All of her words are, in her opinion, true.
He says he rarely tells her a lie;
But, if he does;
It is probably because;
He doesn't want to see her cry.
He is an excellent;
Storyteller;
He hates that we live;
In an apartment like a cellar.
He claims he is lazy;
Some things he won't do;
He claims he is crazy;
This is wonderfully true. |
Posted: 2011-11-06 15:05:19 UTC |
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