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Beauty in the Beast ©

Bryon D. Howell
Connecticut, USA

I wouldn't let you stop my ruthless flow
you'd know too well how angry I would be.
My domineering ways were such the show
I didn't think you'd like a subtle me.
I'd rather make you think that I was cruel
than wear my weary heart upon my sleeve.
When I was at my best I was a fool -
I'd let you down and leave you there to grieve.
Once I accepted I was sweet inside
my life became much easier to live.
The real me is much too nice to hide -
a caring soul with so much love to give.
Today, I'd rather be a humble guy
than some wild beast who makes his loved ones cry.

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