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Girl turns three on a homemade cake She had candy balloons and plastic grass bits Toy princesses and marscapone rakes And mom burnt her finger because she forgot the mitts Girl turns five on a store bought cake This time it was shaped like jack and jill And she wondered if it was a fake It was the month mom got ill Girl turns seven on a cupcake And mom could barely get up let alone bake Dad taught her baseball that week She peeped at her parents through the little door creak Mother. Other. Her. Girl turns nine on a chocolate bun Mom gave her blessing through the grave That was the year dad knew no fun And they kept telling her to be brave Girl turns eleven on a self made cake Mom was back but her ******* were fake Dad was googly eyed, yes He neglected that his baby was depressed Girl turns thirteen on a seven layered cake It was all this posh she couldn't take This year new mommy and daddy started fighting And she'd turn up the music and dim the lighting Girl turns sixteen on a birthday card This year, dad started drinking And life felt hard, really hard Deep down she knew she was sinking
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Jul 5, 2013
Jul 5, 2013 at 10:07 AM UTC
Happy Birthday.
Girl turns three on a homemade cake She had candy balloons and plastic grass bits Toy princesses and marscapone rakes And mom burnt her finger because she forgot the mitts Girl turns five on a store bought cake This time it was shaped like jack and jill And she wondered if it was a fake It was the month mom got ill Girl turns seven on a cupcake And mom could barely get up let alone bake Dad taught her baseball that week She peeped at her parents through the little door creak Mother. Other. Her. Girl turns nine on a chocolate bun Mom gave her blessing through the grave That was the year dad knew no fun And they kept telling her to be brave Girl turns eleven on a self made cake Mom was back but her ******* were fake Dad was googly eyed, yes He neglected that his baby was depressed Girl turns thirteen on a seven layered cake It was all this posh she couldn't take This year new mommy and daddy started fighting And she'd turn up the music and dim the lighting Girl turns sixteen on a birthday card This year, dad started drinking And life felt hard, really hard Deep down she knew she was sinking
Inspired by TV series Suburgatory.
jaanamj
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jaanamj
Azerbaijani
Jul 5, 2013
Jul 5, 2013 at 10:07 AM UTC
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