''Older''
Here it comes.
I can't stop the pace.
Image in reflect,the time travels in slow motion.
Skin of youth.
Dwendels another day.
What once was has demenished steady.
The world updated overnight.
These hands of wisdom,not dull nor bright.
Still strong my will holds true.
A different day,an uncharted view
Copyright © Kacey Greenlee | Year Posted 2011
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