Real Man
Real Man
You touch my hand,
and my fears disappear.
I know I’m vulnerable,
but I need your love.
I was hurting for so long,
and I hid behind a wall.
You chipped away the mortar,
and the bricks started to fall
I no longer have to fake it.
With your love, I’ll make it.
You give me the strength
to call myself a real man.
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