Unknown Faces
Unknown faces … in worn out places …
telling stories … of slowed down paces.
Lights are dim … they can’t get in …
their pennies don’t count … and they’ll never win.
Life’s a drag … when it starts to sag …
the skin, I mean, …when you wear a rag.
Where will it end … no chance to mend …
‘cause life is on … a downward trend!
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