So many are just unlucky often said
So many more right place right time
Endless as knowing beautiful miss out
Their life stories far from being divine

Money plays its part to the very hilt
Others as worthy never see much at all
To often the winds blowing elsewhere  
Not there when luck may make its call

Dreams don't always come true in life
For endless that dream one day they will
Life for ever so many dreams not any
Just being able to breath often pays a bill

I've stopped and looked at sheer pefection
That not a soul willever get to gaze upon
And walked away feeling useless that day
Like trying to sing a wordless song

Empties my heart often tares it so apart
Something as beautul may never be seen
But like the most beautiful sight day or night
Something as purely sublime in life has been

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terrence michael sutton
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