Yesterday was your birthday
a day that came and went
without me realizing, or
thoughts of you expensed.
S’pose time does heal all wounds
and I’m putting in the work;
rub aloe on deep scarred gashes
inflicted by your dirk.
Do my damnest, reverse the damage
you carved deep into my soul;
four long years of your bullshit
I deserve the gold.
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