In the safe of our hearts are secrets,
Locked up by our minds,
Far from the knowns of other men,
But known to the sky.
In the safe of our heart is love,
Deep, strong, beautiful and never wrong,
Blossomed by the Father above,
In the safe of our heart is anger and hate,
Friending for wicked adventures to display their rage,
Evil and unlucky are their fate,
Making owners acting like a savage.
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