Treasure Island

Anand Ramachandran

(21-01-1995 / Selangor, Malaysia)

Belated Birthday & Life


Your birthday would have past,
But the memories would forever last.
No matter what happens to de trust,
The happiness should forever last.

Your birthday only comes once a year,
I’m sorry to say I’m nowhere near.
I hope to not see you tear,
In the coming years.

You are a special person for people today,
but in some people’s life u live every day by day.
Thing might just go in different way,
But no matter what I’ll just stay.

Dance among the ribbons,
of the birthday balloons.
Smile through the lit candles,
And sing to the classic happy tune.

Submitted: Monday, June 24, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, July 09, 2013
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