If being forgiven is lucky,
Then lucky I am
If having a caring soul for yourself be luck
Then lucky I am
If being given support and encouragement is luck
Then, again, lucky I am
If unconditional, undying love begotten be luck,
Then, God knows how lucky I am.
For you, oh Soul my own, personify my luck
Having forgiven my sins of stupidity,
Having borne my crimes born out of ignorance,
Having cared for me through your pain
I see your eyes, I still see
In the beginning what I did see
A love so strong, so steep
And see something never before seen
A pain so sharp, so deep.
My sorrow lies in those eyes two
Where pain profound I see
Look closer, I see your heart,
My sorrow lies, the pain is me..............
All philosophers true to the study will go mad some day.
But then again, it is Normal that defines Mad.
But then again, it is Normal that defines Mad.
2 comments:
I wonder if I should sit back and think how lucky you are,
Or if I should wonder for the pain that's been with you ever since your soul met it's match.
Oh life how complicated you are to thee,
Wish I do, to help you out though I know the other barely.
To talk in verse is swell
Dear bro, mind though, within
Must be the feeling genuine as well
For empty words are but a sin
Trust in you I have, worry not
In you and the words you jot.
:p
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