Wednesday, March 9, 2011

It feels like someone's missing

City of sin my fortune sets in,

Blessed with luck my intuition,

I see the cards so vivid and clear,

Yet my thoughts stray why am I here,

Hello Lady Luck my heart is struck,

Cast your fortune run a muck,

I foresee I will always be lonely,

To want your touch makes it hurt too much,

I don't care that I win these chips,

My only desire is to taste your lips,

Tomorrow I depart back to my sole tower,

One day you will join me in our finest hour

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