Fake Liar Cheat

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Poetry

You told me that I'm perfect just the way I am

Over a steaming cappuccino.

I'm an artistic chick that likes intellectual things,

Conor Oberst with an edge,

Jack Kerouac meets Rozz Williams.

I explained to you how fucked-up my life is,

And you took a drag off of your clove cigarette.

"You'll find someone. I know it," is what you said,

"You deserve it."

That's when I knew that I had something more to give.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Title collectively raped from Tod Goldberg.

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