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Notice Me

I want to be honest with him,
not wear a disguise,
but I'm scared of what he'll think
of the mess I am inside

Other girls get the comfort
I so desperately need.
They're gathered up into his arms,
My stomach fills with greed.

So I try to let the mask go.
Hoping that he'll be
the one to save me from drowning
here in my own sea.



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