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Pick Me

By Mandiella, Plaistow, NH

I’m not the girl
That all the boys are chasing,
But my heart I
Am constantly misplacing;
Holding onto guys who don’t notice me.
I see you’re thinking.
There are girls on every corner,
And I wish you
Could see me through my armor.
Take an honest look, and I think you’ll see

I think you should pick me.
Pick me.
My heart’s too big for my own good.
Pick me.
I know I don’t have a big chest,
But I’ll love you more than all the rest.
I’d die without you.
Can’t you see
That you should pick me?

I may not be

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