we fought constantly but that was only when his mother was not around like i said before, he wore a mask that concealed his true identity.1
he got jealous very easily too, sometimes when we would fight and he would cause my tears to flow, the neighbor's son, who was 8 years old at the time would come over and give me a hug and the man with two faces, we will call him "Vin" would fly into a jealous rage every time that little boy would give me a hug we will call him "Ian", as if Vin thought that Ian, a young 8 year old boy was going to try to take me from his clutches of hatred and rage. My friends and allot of other people around me, everyone except Vin's mother that is tried to tell me that i needed to get away, but i was blinded by the days that he showed the tiniest bit of love and scared that he would track me down if i ran, i was stuck, i did not know what to do.2
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2nd part to a man with two faces
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Thank you for you comment ob my poem, this piece id ver very very good. I love it!! Hope you write more pieces of this calibre. GReat work!!!
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I take it it's a real story...a few days ago I read a story... it was very long... so I printed it so i could read it in my own spare time... it was A4-13pages long... I was under the impression that that was a true story but half way through Iwhen IM the writer to find out, I was told that it was a fiction... after knowing that I'd totally different outlook towards the story... as for your story, as I said it before, he must have a split personality... such people are deprived from love from the childhood...or his parents might have been separated while he was a child... he must have had a rough ride at his childhood... as you said in the story that one minute he is nice as pie and the next moment very angry... you got to play very tactfully... take care.. let me know when you write more stories... I like reading 'em
mina
Edited on Feb 19, 2:39 p.m. because 'typo'.
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