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Happy Birthday To Me (On New Years Eve)

Poetry By: individualstar

A short poem about a girl, writing at half past midnight at her birthday sleepover about how it doesn't feel like her birthday.

Submitted:Dec 31, 2011    Reads: 48    Comments: 4    Likes: 3   

It's half past twelve on New Years Eve

I have my whole birthday waiting for me!

Yet a hole in my heart is waiting there

The rest of the day is too much to bear

Like a terminal illness I know what's in store

And I don't know how much I can take anymore

I'm waiting for my best friends' eyes to close

So I can cut myself where nobody knows


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