Unlucky One

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By MAC •

I am just the unlucky one In a world without sun Since my life even begun I am just the unlucky one Never complete, never done A father without a son I am just the unlucky one A race that is never run A feather that weighs a ton I am just the unlucky one A child without vision Perfect kind of treason I am just the unlucky one In a world without sun Since my life even begun

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October 3, 2009 19:55depth of understanding

This is cool.... sounds like a song!!