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- 4:01 a.m. - just a rhyme and nobody came on my birthday no one called my name it was my first day and nobody cared i was left at the hospital unshared it was my birthday and nobody wrote no birthday card not even a note it was a cursed day and nobody knew i mean nothing to anyone like you i mean nothing to anyone it's true i could be feeling sorry for myself but it won't mean anything to anyone else and somewhere in the universe that might matter but not so much here in this place and time some may call it a crime but it's just a rhyme it was my birthday and nobody felt no birthday song the candles didn't melt hungry and thirsty the cupboard so bare i gave everything away somewhere over the rainbow there is a place for us there in the music of the night there is a magic moment being there but nothing is here being aware no one is here i could be feeling sorry for myself but it won't mean anything to anyone else and somewhere in the universe that might matter but not so much here in this place and time some may call it a crime but it's just a rhyme � � |
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