Indeed a Friend
Fear grips me up in my cradle,
highly appreciating having been chosen,
by you as your friend.
Indeed a Friend.
Fear drops a stream,
of tears down my chick;
for loss of your cuddle;
coz, am lost in you.
Fear rolls through my veins
for the uncertainty of pleasurable moments;
cut-causing disequilibrum.
Could it really become an unfortunate attempt?
Fear ignites my emotions,
turning it into a fearless substance;
Oh! how the mind could wonder,
Could it really become an unfortunate attempt?
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