Fortune

by melissa   Jul 25, 2007


Like a breeze on a sunny day,
like a bad day on a broken heart,
good fortune comes when it is needed,
and bad when things cant get worse.

Feeling bad, you loose your faith
and calm down
you take a deep breath
and forget all about

You find that fortune isn't all
you have so much to give
but your nightmare wont fall
until you start to receive.

You find that the answer was not
not only give to receive
It was more than just a little luck
It was all about believe

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