O' Fickle and Foolish
The whims and wants
That cause the heart
When he sees the paths
To walk backwards and blunder
O' Pity the Brain
For whom the pain and the shame
Do not repetition prevent
Lessons learned so easily forgotten
The Heart, the Heart, she cries
Blame the Heart
He will be blamed
O' Reason and Rhyme
You are Disfigured, Disguised
Overlooked, Paralysed
[2003]
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