LuckA Poem by TartJust how lucky we are in life? Lucky enough to breathe and live, everything taken for granted. Even in love we take for granted, some just ran out of luck.
Everything I know happens by chance Meeting you was merely my luck
Being a friend of yours was my choice But falling for you was inevitable For you made me feel loved You showed me something genuine I fell not for your beauty I fell for who you are Destiny plays tricks on everyone Who would have thought, My luck ran out this time Just enough to meet you and feel loved © 2025 TartAuthor's Note
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