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Oct 2018
happy birthday to
the girl that is no longer a girl
a grown up that has not grown
someone who is stuck
in between haunting past
and shaky future
the pitiful person who
hides behind false bravery
whose hope dies by each passing day
someone who is left with
a single thread
that hung her only moon.
As I get older, birthday gradually turns into burden.
Dear God, can I be happy this year?
Written by
ry  F/on the planet earth
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