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Rated: ASR · Poetry · Contest Entry · #2120516
Promptly Potter, Day Two.
No hope nor joy will find me here,
I have the birthday blues.
I have no presents at all this year,
Not even a pair of shoes.

My mum and dad have passed away,
My aunt and uncle forgot.
My cousin is the star everyday,
And even my friends care not.

A party downstairs that isn't for me,
And no one seems to care.
They refuse to hear or see,
I'm to disappear into thin air.

This is normal after all this time,
But I miss my mates.
Where is everyone this summertime?
I thought we'd be brought together by the fates.
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