Secrets

The thing about flawless

It doesn't exist

everyone tries to hide their flaws

its impossible

many thought I was flawless

but they didn't know the real me

no one knows the mistakes I have made

I led five guys along

I acted as if they were my one and only

and now that I want out

all I did was dig myself a deeper hole

now all I want is to fall in that hole

so my secrets stay secret
 

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