Buried deep as you can dig inside yourself..
And covered with a perfect shell.
Such a charming, beautiful exterior.
Laced with brilliant smiles and shining eyes.
Perfect posture, but you're barely scraping by.
But you're barely scraping by.
This is one time, this is one time.
That you can't fake it hard enough to please everyone.
Or anyone at all...or anyone at all.
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