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MANhood

I'm a MAN.

A rugby-playing,

Football-loving,

Pie-eating

MAN.

A nerdy t-shirt wearing,

Glasses bearing,

Bad-teeth faring

MAN.

A sad,

Lonely,

Little

MAN.

A nice-dressing,

Debonair-looking,

Smooth-talking

MAN.

A rose-giving,

Hotel-whisking,

Loving and kissing

MAN.

A drunk,

A lush,

An alcy

MAN.

A person with

Thoughts

Feelings

Pain

Sentiment

I like stuff

I hide my feelings

I **** up

I cry.

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Written by

natalie-clark

English

Published: Jan 15, 2014
LinesWords: 3460

Notes: An exercise in the male perspective.
Tags: #men

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