I close my eyes,
And see your face.
I know it's nice,
My heart looses its place...
It cries, it shouts:
"I love, I need!"
But brain just says:
"You mustn't indeed!"
I realise,
You're not for me,
But how my heart
Can now it see?
The heart against the brain
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