Once said: [never I stoop to your level,
For I'm not wrong nor I committed one;
Neither to vow nor do I unravel]
"A heart of stone is always heart of stone."
If forgiveness sustains against their will
To know not their keenness, anyone can't
Wholly understand, and they never will
Change their mindset once sated firmly blunt
When will a silent rage be awakened
To gain love, respect and pure dignity
Or a hardened heart that hasn't yet learned
To pardon is no err of enmity
That no man or woman loses their pride
With a humble heart and arms open wide
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