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Feb 2015
Don't tell me
I'm pretty
like one of your french girls
don't do that
don't tell me I'm beautiful
I don't want to hear it
you'll tell me that
and I'll believe it
because I know
just as much as you do
I believe it now
and I'll even believe it
a month hence
when you shout out
in front of all your friends
that I'm an ugly *****
and I'll smile at your impunity
and delete your number off my phone
but a few days later
when you're a little less drunk
you'll see the mistake you made
and then you'll realize
what you really had to tell me
was not that I'm some sort of
flawless celestial creature
but
that I'm the most interesting woman
you've ever ******* known
and then you'll see
why I know I'm beautiful.
Blue Sweater
Written by
Blue Sweater  Bombay. India.
(Bombay. India.)   
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