
And all you can do is trudge on through...
Rated: Fiction K - English - Hurt/Comfort - Words: 117 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 03-27-08 - Status: Complete - id: 2495483
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When There is no Help.
"It's just bad luck" he says
Well I've had a few bad days
But from now on, forward
Is a bucket of bad luck
In my memory
I'm lying down, crying,
feelin' like I'm slowly dying
"It's just bad luck" he says
Well that don't make it go away
"What can i say" he says
That you'll do something for me
"It's not possible"
...he says
"I'm sorry, it's just bad luck.."
I was hoping for more
'Cause in my mind there's a reason
what it is, why?
And you can't-
No you don't and won't
help me.
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