Memories of the time spent with you,
Did not leave me alone like you.
They live inside me in my heart,
Burning it and ripping it apart.
Each and every passing moment,
Pauses and increases my torment.
Sending shivers down my spine,
Pain has become a part of mine.
Everyday I dream of your return,
How I wish for the tables to turn.
I want my Lady Luck by my side,
So that I no longer have to hide.
I want to make up with you my love,
You are my angel, you are my dove.
I don't know if the Lady is lucky for you or not, but she is really lucky. That is a very sweet poem
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