Taken

I can bear most things in life

But it kills me every time

To know no matter what I do

You’ll still never be mine

10 thoughts on “Taken”

  2. I found last night,
    when I was bored,
    For petty cash,
    could be Scottish Lord
    This morning see,
    oh depressing poem,
    Come, join Campfire,
    family, place call home.
    To be a Laird sounds nifty,
    prim, and proper,
    But better still,
    would take Charmer,
    and adopt her.

    🤠🔥😁😁😁

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