Luck of the Omen

by Chicken Soup   Apr 17, 2008


Be hardest of times
And now I must choose
From either decision ill forever lose
The one I see dire
Or the one I conspire
For I am an Omen to the one I desire
She burns ever so sweet
To sadly my treat
Be it good or bad to her its defeat
But even so, she losses it all
Be it no reason
My name she'll still call
Knowing that still, she'll forever fall
No feeling so deep
So why stick with me still
Is friendship the feeling?
Or am I your last will
Is this your mistake?
You know it's just me
I'm nobody special just go on and flee
For it's only a matter of time
That someone might die
An Omens, an Omen
For to him Life cost's nothing more than a dime

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  • 14 years ago

    by Kianna

    Frikin awesome!

    5/5

    ~KiKi

  • 14 years ago

    by chaye

    Omg that was really good i loved it