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Fakers

Your dingy black hair
nasty, blotchy tan
overdone tin rings
and shameful chicken-scratch drawings
make me want to shake you
until you fall out of that disposable
body
you sketch and gauge your ears
to be unique
to be different
you are a shell
willing to be filled with the next great thing
you tell yourself everyday
that you are an original
but one day
you will be in front of
the mirror
and you will realize
that you look like
everyone else
I may not be pretty,
but at least I'm not pathetic.



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