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Bad Luck

Bad Luck

A week -  A test
My mind  -no rest
Fall outs - hospital beds
No peace - in my head
Tears fell - fast and sore
Heart hurts - scared of more
When will it end? - bad luck
Comes in threes - two are up !
Hurry up ! - give me the last !
So i can get - the worry past
Superstitious - fear of life
Gladly bury - this week of strife!

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Jayson Smith

if i believed in luck i would not want it to be BAD....LOL

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Tina Moore

iv'e had a bad run this week ,third hasn't come yet lol  afraid i get a little superstitious at times .bring on three bits of good luck next lol    tina x

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BLOSSOM

Don't walk under a ladder, or put your brolly up in your house whatever you do lol!!!  Good luck this week Tina lol!!  Nice write hun :)

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Tina Moore

aww thanx rachel,think il stay put till it passes lol     tina x

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Tracy Timothy

i liked that ! your not alone x if i didnt have bad luck i wouldnt have any kind at all lol

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Tina Moore

thanx tracy ,all the comments make me feel better . thanx   tina x

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Louise Carroll

Honest and thoughts we all have had at one time or another. Well done. good write Tina. x

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Tina Moore

aww thank you louise,hopefully we all have some good luck after  tina x

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