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A Perfect Picture

The perfect pictures on the wall that's you and I, it’s not the true meaning of us they are just pictures To everyone looking it's a perfect life but you and I know different they are just pictures hanging on a wall...our perfect little lie We just share a space...we are really strangers We just give the outer world the perfect image of us We live in a lie to keep our families happy...so everyone can smile I can't wait for this to end Then everyone will know there's no real perfect picture of us we are just good at pretending The frame was broken long ago...there is no perfect image of us

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