We are a paradox

Wrapped in the most lustrous packages

With shallow-est, oh such shallow cores

Made of steel and of doh, we are catastrophe at play

Fire and water, burning and dismissing at the same time

Seeking attention and peace at the same time

Illustrious humans

We are a paradox

Made of perfect frangipanis and unmistakable flaws

We are the paradox

Of naive lovers and deceitful cheats all at the same time


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