every birthday
i blow out lit candles
and wish for something
that will not come trueand i become disappointed
cry myself to sleep at night
so when it's my next birthday
i'll wish for nothingalternative:
and i become disappointed
cry myself to sleep at night
so when it's my next birthday
i'll wish to just die

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sunflowers | ✔️
Poetryin which a girl, who's fond of sunflowers, expresses her trivial feelings through not rhyming poetry, longing for someone to hear. highest ranking: #144 in poetry on june 18, 2018. 🌻