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The Face of the Coin


Why, my heart, do you love another soul?

Why, my heart, must you hurt the other one's soul?

Now, my heart, I see why you have fled me.

Now, my heart, I think I should be quite dead.

Be quiet my heart, my love may hear you.

Be quiet my heart, my Love can't hear you.

Why, my mind, do you hold me a hostage?

Why, my mind, must you hurt my very soul?

Now, my heart, I see why you have fled me.

Now, my mind, I want to be very dead.

Be quiet my mind, my love may hear you.

Be quiet my mind, my Love can't hear you.

The one I claim to love, I cannot stand.

The one I want to love, I cannot say.

One makes happiness, a joy to be with.

The other makes home, safe unhappiness.

Does stagnant water bring me life or death?

Does tainted water bring me life or death?

No matter the choice, we all must suffer.

No matter the choice, the coin's face must show.

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