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"Love Me" - 05.20.09

A little girl only in the third grade,
Sittin next to that boy she had it made.
Hopin that maybe he's the one to be,
Beggin him in her heart, "Love Me"
It's sixth grade now and junior high,
It's hard to talk to him but she will try.
Hopin that maybe he's the one to be,
Beggin him in her heart, "Love Me"
High school comin, it's freshman year,
First broken heart, a fallin tear.
Hoped that he was the one to be,
Beggin him now please don't, "Love Me"
Another year older, just a sophomore,
She was lovin him to her core.
Hopin that maybe he's the one to be,
Beggin him in her heart, "Love Me"
Junior and senior years passin by fast,
Goin on dates with him havin a blast.
Hopin that maybe he's the one to be,
Beggin him in her heart, "Love Me"
In college at last, finding who she will be,
He's taken her heart, she gave the key.
Hopin that maybe he's the one to be,
Beggin him in her heart, "Love Me"
Found him now, she's happy as ever,
Promising him always and forever.
Knowing that he is the one to be,
Beggin her with his heart, "Love Me"

- Kimberly H. G. (16 years old)

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