HeadHunter (2012-12-07 03:57:14)

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My luck is changing
My luck is bad
It was never good
It's pretty sad

For every gift I recieve
It's just a curse, that deceiving

Stuck to me at birth
Makes me wanna cry
I can't change it
I don't see why I try

Why am I happy, what is this?
Is it a trick, No its a peaceful bliss

This luck is a burden
Its not a gift
It's very heavy sack
but nothing i can't lift

On this planet, this station
I've been taught one thing, Being pacient

My luck is changing
My luck is good
It was never bad
Just the way it should



**True story behind this poem**

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2012-12-08 05:40:53

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