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Nov 2013
That last piece of cake
The one that everyone wants
You could have gotten a piece before it was all gone
But you waited until the last second
And then it vanished

They all wanted that piece
They wanted to save it
But someone rudely took it away
Just like that

Then, a new cake was made
Fresh with perfection
And that last piece of cake was forgotten

*Just like I was
Kind of a strange poem, more of just an extended metaphor. Structured strangely, I'll probably go back and edit it later
Lizzy
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Lizzy  Chicago
(Chicago)   
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