Pain
Is something so deep
The heart yields it – wishes to have it –
The brain flees it – never to submit –
So powerful, it can be
Cuts a dozen roses – keeps them on a stick
A dozen roses swell – they're heart felt sick
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Pain
Pain
Is something so deep
The heart yields it – wishes to have it –
The brain flees it – never to submit –
So powerful, it can be
Cuts a dozen roses – keeps them on a stick
A dozen roses swell – they're heart felt sick