Fifty Up
When we are aged and less strong,
Our eyes will lose their power,
And hair colour will be greyer
We will miss what we did in our lifelong;
How nicely our moments were passed!
How many times we were fall in love?
Might be no one can prove,
It's high time to be depressed.
We will sit a chair at the park
If we see the teenager making love with other
We couldn't stop our mind but remember
Our heart will make a sad sound called bark.
If we could go back to our teenage,
No, no its quite impossible
The way we think is incredible
We can't forget that we enjoyed that stage
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