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Feb 2012
My day full of excitement, contentment,
I think it’s a blanket, warm and soft for me
To hide under and swim in, cloths my eyes
To breath and to forget how my head aches
And I feel faint of late, my day like the warm hands
Of the suns ray. And you are so far
I grin this year, you cannot take this.
I will not be thrown in the snow,
Or under your heavy tears, I will go
Where I go, and I know that this year
My day is my day finally I get to spend
My single day my way.

I wake head ache, highstrung,
Muscles week and pulse to strong.
I know soon my day will come.
My phone rings , it’s you ,
I hope that I’m wrong. And you tell me
To cancel my plans, you’re coming
On Friday, your sharing my day.
If we are both being honest you tear it away.
I have no choice, I have no voice.
So I will pretend to smile,
As you move the miles between us and
Take away my first, last, imaginary
Day that I saved in a heart shaped locket,
From the rain of all the disappointment
I feel because of you.
It’s my twin sisters happy birthday.
I have been invited.
And I have to smile and say
You’re so sweet,
And thank you.
Tearani C
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