03-31-15, 05:08 PM
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Join Date: Mar 2015
Location: Somewhere on a deserted island
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The Birthday Barbeque
Her family had a barbeque, to celebrate her birthday.
And every summer, she would receive hugs.
That would make her grimace. As hands made contact
with her arms.
And every summer, they would ask, "Why the sweater?"
And every summer, she smiled a sad smile, when she'd blow
out the candles, and wished to die. And every summer she had
tears in her eyes, as she said "I was cold".
And every summer, she smiled a sad smile when she would blow
the candles, and wished to die. And last summer, she had tears in
in her eyes, as she said "I love you" and "See you soon".
And this summer, there was no barbeque.
Because this summer... ...There was no birthday.
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