I think anout it every year.
So I picked up a pen.
Happy birthday.
I love you for whoever you would have been I've got a million excuses to why you died.
Who's t say i would have worked, who's to say it wouldn't have.
From the heavens to the womb to the heavens again
From the ending to the ending never got to begin.
Maybe one day we can meet face to face
In a place without time and space
Happy birthday
What I thought was a dream Was as reasl as it seems I made a mistake. I love you baby

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