Yours - Poem by dymon sidebottom
How much can I take?
How much pain will I let you cause?
How much time has passed?
Do you even know I love you?
Is your love a lie?
I think of you and I cry.
Sometimes it makes me want to die.
I know I can't fake it, but I know you can.
I know I want to run, but being with you makes it so fun.
I want to be the one you call yours...the only one.
I know I won't win.
So I go on living this sin.
So my love you of.
And the hurt I'll handle.
As long as I always have a place in your life....
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