Rules Stop For No Man
Love is but a dream
We all want to attain;
But teenagers forget that love isn’t a game.
Broken hearts
Lie all over the grounds of my school
Because girls are mean and guys are tools.
I am different, I am not the rule!
I swear I’m the exception,
This is not a deception.
Love will be my prize
For choosing the right
And deciding to compromise instead of continuing to fight.
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