Men Dont Cry, Or Do They? Poem by david gerardino
Men Dont Cry, Or Do They?
I need you to love me,
when im feeling slow.
I need you to hold me,
when it gets to cold.
I need you to listen,
and brake my fall.
YOU better clean this
wound, before i pack up
and go.
I need you to touch me,
with your body and words,
I need you to say our
love is stronger, then
this cold, cold blow.
YOU better clean this
wound, before i pack up
and go.
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