I stopped wishing
when blowing out the candles.
I stopped praying
every night
and sold my heart.
I stopped believing
after my wish never came true
and I continued waking up daily.- My Birthday Isn't Special
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Bodies in My Closet
PoetryAnother attempt, perhaps another failure. no. 1 #spilledink 11.05.2024 no. 1 #unloving 11.05.2024
XXXIII
I stopped wishing
when blowing out the candles.
I stopped praying
every night
and sold my heart.
I stopped believing
after my wish never came true
and I continued waking up daily.- My Birthday Isn't Special