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By Hannah523, Winterport, ME

What's that boy's name?
The cute one, the brunette.
The one that's standing there,
like a silhouette

He's talking with those girls-
The pretty ones, who flirt.
The one who looks so skinny
wearing that blue shirt

He's holding a guitar,
strumming chords with his hands.
Playing songs in acoustic
gallantly, he stands.

His eyes, they glisten
like new glass tiles,
that dance in the light
every time he smiles.

The muscles in his arms-
small, but yet so fine
could hold a girls heart perfectly.
How I wish it were mine.

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