(It's been a while I know; writing works sometimes, flowing through every vein, but sometimes life needs to be experienced so as to have a reason to write)
Rising nostalgia swirling past birthday wishes that never came true
strike a match to take me back
happy times my dear with far too much hype they could never live up to
there were always tears on my birthday, happy birthday to you
happy birthday to you
someone is always off key.
Never had enough time to shut eyes tight make a wish and blow
they were always wasted on falling stars and could never think of anything good enough, worthy enough for such a special day
stars fallen from the dark, presents without a careful wrapping job
melancholy sigh slips out between bites of wax dripped cake
elbows on the table
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