He Stared Me In The Face Cold Hard Poem by Frank Papaycik

He stared me in the face
Cold hard - a stare I’d never
Faced before - I don’t need
You - don’t want to need you
I must do this on my own

I cried - but bravely- tear lessly
Replied - I know you must
Only you can do it - good luck

And he - but before I could complete
When we meet again and we will
I want to meet you - not because
I need you - I want to meet you

As a Friend - and we are going
To meet - I no longer was pierced
By a stare - I recognized the man
Who once said - For What - to my

I’m sorry
For give me
His kind answer
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