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I Think,Therefore I'm Single

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pinkbaron

Published: Apr 8, 2007

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I may not know what love is,
But I know what it's not.
Having your date stand you up
Because they supposedly,"forgot".

Waiting 'til 3 A.M.
But he still doesn't call.
Leaving you for another girl,
Watching you as you fall.

Lying to your face
About what's going on at home,
While he's with the head cheerleader.
Almost glad that I'm alone.

Calling you his Juliet,
But to his friends,chick #33
Spreading lies and rumors about you.
Glad Cupid hasn't hit me.

Is having a boyfriend
Really all that?
While the boy get their tricks and lies,
I'll be getting my bat.

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I wrote this poem when I found out a guy was lying to me about one of his friends liking me.Also as a romanticism project for my Social studies class.Got an A+.

This poem also takes a few lines from,"My Happy Ending" by Avril Lavigne and some country song I don't remember what the song was called or who sang it.

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