Age

AGE

This rusty coldly
Achy moldy
Twisted bony
Thin skin only
Crusty creeping
Drooping speaking
Mixed up thinking
Poverty seeping
Loosing traction
No reaction
All abandon
Freezing standing
Waning waxing
Sunset lasting
Eyes down casting
AGE
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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