I'm YoursA Poem by Tai
Some forms of love cannot be understood.
for the way you used to make me feel,
I will be yours but you will
never be mine,
Many wonder how I could stand
© 2012 Tai
Added on June 26, 2012
Last Updated on June 26, 2012
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