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[_bleedingheart_]

A mind can easily be fooled
By word games and fabrications
A heart is another story
It is where instinct lives
And purity holds true
Feelings from the heart
Are truer than feelings from the mind
A mind can feign hurt
While a heart is scarred by real pain
Even mine, abused and weathered by the past
Sees through the tricks
The games, the riddles
I finally know what I want
Because my heart won over my head