My Golden Days
My golden days have been expired,
Time drawn up wrinkles on me,
As a town map over a green field
But
I always preferred to use cosmetics,
Rather than my body exercises,
Or never having a change in food.
Few years later,
I went to see my friend.
She was still young as she was in school times.
I thought to eat meat is healthy for body,
But she was vegetarian.
Naturally I asked,
Your husband doesn’t like cosmetics.
But she said,
I don’t want to deceive my love,
If I never cared about myself,
Then,
Who will care about me?
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