Qeen

Swinging my soul, Hold on, Queen, You’ve got me struggling to breathe. Sliding to one knee, Is this just a ruse? Not sure it’s that deep. Yet your gaze cuts through, Like a blade unseen, Carving doubts from the marrow of dreams. Am I falling alone, Or are we tethered tight? Bound by fate, or lost in the night? Tell me, Queen, Is this love’s decree? Or just echoes of a heart breaking free? l have got something for you It's not that deep The rain is brewing It's pouring Calm down ,you don't deserve how you feel. Gr3y