pluck these pretty piece of me
off one by one; need by need.
wear me down slow, work me in quick.
don't let any body know about it.
disappointments turn into doubts
and i think that now i've figured it out:
swear yourself to secrecy
but the bottom line is that
you might just be
... embarrassed to be seen with me.
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