Shaken

Maplespal

Shaken


Choices.
Do I drop and pray for you,
do I shed tears for you,
do I sit and moan for you,
or raise a drink for you?
Choices.
You decide, to either give me fear,
or just remain sitting right here.
You have the choice.
Whenever you are ready,
I am good with either you make.
Right now our heart beats are steady.
Let mine not yours feel the shake.

 

 

 

  • Author: Maplespal (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 19th, 2025 17:04
  • Category: Unclassified
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