10. Promise

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He was always about the looks,
He was sick,
He was heartless and cold,
Yet I still like him.

I always tell myself to stop my feelings,
It only made it grow more,
I was asked if I liked him,
And I say yes.

They say I had problems,
But they are my problems.
I should never be judged,
Because I like a boy that punches me.

It was nerving,
To be labeled as a freak,
But they didn't knew he wasn't like that before,
We used to be great friends and made a promise.

Strange things had happened and it changed him.
He was still my special one,
We made a promise that no one could break.
If either of us change, we will always still love each other.

Good or bad,
Love or hate,
He was still my man,
And I was his girl.

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