Happy ever birthday

A day to rejoice

Cause
This used to be the day
You 'celebrated' your birth
Actually
You always fled abroad
And took me with you
Cairo, Skyros, Morocco, Italy, Istanbul
Unimportant now
Memories
Well I hate memories
But today I have to look back

Cause
This used to be your birthday
And I am alone
In your house
Which is as dead
As you are
No escape
Just the wind
Letting me know
Everyone is relative
Even you

Cause

On your birthday
I think about your death
A situation which will apply to you
Longer than life
Your being alive-status was just an interruption of your death
And in that ultimate time span
You where once born
That was the first day of you breathing being
A monumental happening

Cause
It is your ever birthday
Which is the pre-conditioning
Of my death-interval
What can I say, think?

Thanks

And
Happy ever birthday

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