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Do people ever admit When they are two-faced? If not, let me be the first Because I need to throw away this toxic waste. The more you get to know My fake, happy shell, You will start to learn that under that **** I live in my own private hell. If anyone gets this shell open They always end up leaving The real me is never good enough So the shell stays closed and I’m left grieving.
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Jun 15, 2019
Jun 15, 2019 at 8:15 PM UTC
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Do people ever admit When they are two-faced? If not, let me be the first Because I need to throw away this toxic waste. The more you get to know My fake, happy shell, You will start to learn that under that **** I live in my own private hell. If anyone gets this shell open They always end up leaving The real me is never good enough So the shell stays closed and I’m left grieving.
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Jun 15, 2019
Jun 15, 2019 at 8:15 PM UTC
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