flaw-ed
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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