day births



The prospect of time

always teases me around this period of the year. Another age is becoming of me,

it’s never exciting. There are bonds in these little numbers that hold our life together,

a prisoner to these fates. Even when I was younger it never made me smile,

why is that? Why does this day of birth provoke me with death…   








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