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His story eventually will unfold.
In his hands a gun he holds
Gripping strong though fingers cold
With skin that glows like treasured gold
Two icy eyes stand brave and bold
A man known to be without a soul
His secrets left through time untold.

A man whose purpose lay rich and pure
Battling himself in endless war.
A distant figure stands before
His moves worried confused unsure
Sweat and tears shower the floor
However beyond strong eyes they soar
A man whose mind’s completely sure
Battling himself will mean no more.

A man with brilliance left unsaid
His flaws and blemishes told of instead.
Who led a life of sorrow and dread
Dreaming of the moment ahead
Where from all the darkness and battles he fled
The moment his hand met his smiling head
A man with tears that show deep red
And unheard cries now left him dead. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 73 [topic] => 36 [informant] => asiaworgan [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide ) Your Poetry Dot Com - A Man

A Man
Date: Thursday, 4th April 2013 @ 04:16:23 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: asiaworgan

A man known to be without a goal
His story eventually will unfold.
In his hands a gun he holds
Gripping strong though fingers cold
With skin that glows like treasured gold
Two icy eyes stand brave and bold
A man known to be without a soul
His secrets left through time untold.

A man whose purpose lay rich and pure
Battling himself in endless war.
A distant figure stands before
His moves worried confused unsure
Sweat and tears shower the floor
However beyond strong eyes they soar
A man whose mind’s completely sure
Battling himself will mean no more.

A man with brilliance left unsaid
His flaws and blemishes told of instead.
Who led a life of sorrow and dread
Dreaming of the moment ahead
Where from all the darkness and battles he fled
The moment his hand met his smiling head
A man with tears that show deep red
And unheard cries now left him dead.

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