Vow to Private
I promise to think of Reed,
whenever i feel on the outside.
i promise to think of Noelle,
when my soul is full of pride.
I promise to think of Ariana,
when i make a sacrafice.
And i swear to remember Thomas,
who paid the ultimate price.
I promise to think of Taylor,
whenever i take a test.
I promise to think of Kiran,
who will forever know best.
I promise to think of Dash,
who always had a hand to lend
And i swear to remember Josh,
who through it all was a constant friend.
I promise to think Gage,
whenever someone is rude.
I promise to think of Cheyenne,
when i give someone attitude.
I promise to think of Sabine,
whenever i consider something clever.
And i swear to remember Natasha,
whose love for Leanne is forever.
I promise to think of Constance,
whose smile is bright like the sun.
I promise to think of Ivy,
who never listened to anyone.
I promise to think of Blake,
who was always forshawdowed by his brother.
And i swear to remember Billings,
the house that is like no other.
For these characters, these people of fiction.
I do admit to having an addiction.
These boys of poise,
these girls of beauty,
for this is now our forsaken duty.
To show the world our passion.
We are Private Obsessers,
and we refuse to tone it down.
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