For M,

Like a gambler you came

A little penny you aim

One gun pointed in your head

Pull that trigger you said

With empty pockets you bet

To a link of uncertainty you went

Tried to snatch the feels of your core

Instead got latched on the attention more

I wish i can play in the same table you rest

But non of my whole can give you the best

I already lose in this hands of heart

Its now your turn to be a king and queen of this art