The figurative face of the devil
And evil of the good,
The open heart of the beast
And the shut doors of the kind,
The burnt skin of a dark
And rose on a fair cheek...
Eyes are shut to the inner face!
Why rose with thorns appeal us the most?
Why understanding love is complicated?
Why hatred is where you feel the most?
Why do we need to think with our brains?
Why heart can never imagine?
Behind every emotion
Is an eternal feeling
An enduring heart
With an everlasting truth.....
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