My Birthday Is In Two Hours... Happy birthday, The death clock is ticking. My pulse is alert and I feel my heart sinking. One more tug at my ephemeral soul And in all sorrows I shall wither to the floor. It tares and it claws, Grinding its jaws, Finishing up my youth, With saliva as black as blood. Tears of the wound won't help me float, They scrape me deeper with mute screams of hope. Look on the bright side, Oh what can it be? For its my bloody birthday, What a jolly #life for me.
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