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Birthdays

Birthdays Birthdays

So much fun

Here to bring joy 

To the one

The one who was birthed

On this day

Yes let's go and celebrate

 

I'm on my way

Oh here I come

I'm bringing balloons

So we'll have fun

 

I know you're sick 

So very ill

Hooked to machines

So Death can't kill

 

Almost there 

I'll be there soon

I'll sing you the 

Happy birthday tune

 

I walk through 

These shining halls

Nurses and doctors 

Parading along 

 

I found your room

But yet you see

Nurses and doctors 

Scrambling 

 

It seems that I'm

Too late you see

 

Time is a race 

And Death beat me

 

I say goodbye

Now lifeless and dull

 

I walk out 

With no one to hold

These dumb balloons 

Hold down my soul

 

I throw them out

My heart feels cold 

 

I hate birthdays 

It made her old

 

This was the day 

That she grew old

On this day

Death has stole

 

My only love 

Who made me whole 

I hate this day

 

It stole my mom.






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