- BAD LUCK

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Every  where I step ever thing turns to stones
I always feel  in my soul I always have a stroke
Trying to smile but my heart wants a robe
I am tired of .ife like i don't have a role

Tears coming out every night
Can't sleep ,life with  nightmares
Wanting to fix yet the glass is already broken
Touching every thing they seem to rust
Even the  things are scared of me  Even dust

Bad luck on my life at long
Can't walk with loved ones
I can even have a own
Tried but this is such a bad luck

I don't feel like my things will be bright
Even the sunrise is like dawn to me
Bad luck all the way I walk

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