Choice - Poem by Kevin Carney
I don’t scare easily…
You try to push me away.
You might break my heart…
I am not going away…
It’s all too familiar…
It’s the same scenario.
You’re not going to win in the end…
I just am not so sure.
What you really want in the end.
What does it all mean?
Whiskey or Rye?
It’s a choice like you…
Heaven or Hell which one is you?
Truth or the lies of the night?
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