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Luck to Wind
When I first met you
I thought you were a fool
Letting yourself be pushed around
By the breeze with no complaint
I trapped you in my voice
And blew you where I wished
Confident it’d work out
I’m lucky like that
But I’ve used myself up
On things that don’t matter
And by the time I realized,
You were slipping through my fingers
My luck had run out
You were gone with the wind
I guess my karma’s caught up
I thought you were a fool
Letting yourself be pushed around
By the breeze with no complaint
I trapped you in my voice
And blew you where I wished
Confident it’d work out
I’m lucky like that
But I’ve used myself up
On things that don’t matter
And by the time I realized,
You were slipping through my fingers
My luck had run out
You were gone with the wind
I guess my karma’s caught up
Published 5th Mar 2018
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20th Jun 2018 11:28pm
such a relatable turn of events.
reads well but it's a bit breathless, would do good with a bit of spacing.
asides from that, i feel ya bruh. been there, done that, kinda felt like a kick in the teeth. good job.
red
reads well but it's a bit breathless, would do good with a bit of spacing.
asides from that, i feel ya bruh. been there, done that, kinda felt like a kick in the teeth. good job.
red
