Visibly wholesome with internal infractions Humans predisposed to fatal attractions Remain cautious & constantly selective In a world where hearts are pure but minds are deceptive The mind screams lust while the heart craves affection The root of true beauty lies within imperfection For every blossoming rose, is at least a single thorn & every heavenly angel has a deeply hidden horn Thus a man's flaws aren't defined as his impurities It's the illusion of perfection that equate to his insecurities