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Pick apart a crooked little picture.
Don't let it break or you'll release a whisper.
Who will keep your secrets now
If a picture says a thousand words?
Pick apart a perfect little smile.
What hides beneath those aching, hollow eyes?
While toothy smiles may be deceiving
What hides beneath the still and shiny surface?
There is no more thought or soul to bare.
Pick apart a fading silhouette
As it slips through a thin and lifeless veil.
Potential and perfection cast into the wind.
What remains after the shell is vacated?
Pick apart a crooked little picture.
A moment perfectly preserved.
If a picture says a thousand words,
Who will keep your secrets now?
Don't let it break or you'll release a whisper.
Who will keep your secrets now
If a picture says a thousand words?
Pick apart a perfect little smile.
What hides beneath those aching, hollow eyes?
While toothy smiles may be deceiving
What hides beneath the still and shiny surface?
There is no more thought or soul to bare.
Pick apart a fading silhouette
As it slips through a thin and lifeless veil.
Potential and perfection cast into the wind.
What remains after the shell is vacated?
Pick apart a crooked little picture.
A moment perfectly preserved.
If a picture says a thousand words,
Who will keep your secrets now?
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